First of all I suggest you click the photo to to expand the view. This is the roots of the trees there...and they are just so weird. Looks almost like little aliens or like little headstones at a cemetery. I cannot imagine trying to walk through a whole forest of those trees.
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Daughter and I went back to Eagle Creek Nursery today. She wants this one magnolia and wanted to talk to one of the people there. And it turns out, it does need to be planted in a somewhat protected area and where she wants it, it is not. So we won't be getting it.
Next we looked at gingko trees...I have loved them ever since the first time I saw one. She read about them, and they are hardy trees. But the trees they had are not that big, and I told her I would never live long enough to see them get big and beautiful. Even if from the start they grew the 12-24 inches per year that is their average. But one place said they generally don't grow that well the first 4 or 5 years after planting. So, we did not get one.
We came home with nothing for now.
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My Life as a Turkey is on Youtube right now. I set down to watch it...but was so relaxed I fell asleep. I will go back later and pick up where I left off. We watched it when it first came out, then it was on Netflix or Prime...and we watched it again. Roger even enjoyed a second viewing. I cannot remember if I have found it elsewhere or not...but it is one thing that I would enjoy watching every now and then.
He hatches wild turkey eggs, and is the 'mother' for them...it is wonderful. The following is the description given for the film:
After a local farmer left a bowl of eggs on Joe Hutto’s front porch, his life was forever changed. Hutto, possessing a broad background in the natural sciences and an interest in imprinting young animals, incubated the eggs and waited for them to hatch. As the chicks emerged from their shells, they locked eyes with an unusual but dedicated mother.
Deep in the wilds of Florida’s Flatlands, Hutto spent each day living as a turkey mother, taking on the full-time job of raising sixteen turkey chicks. Hutto dutifully cared for his family around the clock, roosting with them, taking them foraging, and immersing himself in their world. In the process, they revealed their charming curiosity and surprising intellect. There was little he could teach them that they did not already know, but he showed them the lay of the land and protected them from the dangers of the forest as best he could. In return, they taught him how to see the world through their eyes.
