Warm Breeze, Cold Winds
On Top of Turkey Hill, Gobble-Gobble Thursday afternoon here in God's country of Lancaster County, Pa. the weather was finally warm. It has been bipolar weather-wise. Snow one week, balmy the next, then back to cold. We need a Meteropsychiatrist to diagnosis what is going on around here so that we can predict and plan our responses. Seed the clouds with psychotropics. But, since it was a nice day, I decided to head down to the Turkey Hill Trail. For those of my world-wide audience who do not hail from this modern-day Eden, Turkey Hill is an actual place. It is where the dairy is located. Presumably, there used to be turkeys hanging out. Turkey Hill is not just some quaint fictional name thought up by some MBA genius to brand ice cream and iced tea. Fictional yet evoking thoughts of bucolity. Bucolic always sounds like Bubonic to me, as in Plague. The Bucolic Plague....Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. Turkey Hill is one of the higher spots in Lancaster County and overl