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Personal Narrative: My Observation Of Wood
Today I went with my grandfather to go cut some wood for their house. We call the place where we get wood is the timber, I thought that if I went along that I would be able to get good observations. While driving to the timber, I usually look out the window so I don’t get bored while listening to music. We past a corn field that had a small forest surrounding the backside of the field, which the corn was already picked for the season and I saw a couple of doe’s eating. There was roughly around five doe’s and I didn’t see any bucks around. They heard our truck and jumped into the forest for protection, we arrive at the timber and I noticed a couple of the trees had some white fungi on them. I asked my grandfather if it was okay to touch it with …show more content…
So I feel that since it has rained a couple of times this month that this tree collected enough water or moist to make the fungus appear. The leaves on the trees are now yellow, orange, and red making the timber look really well. While in the timber, we heard some bird making a weird sound and we looked around and saw a few wild turkeys. I was actually kind of scared since I never really been close to one of those before so I stood still while my grandfather told them, “Get out of here!” and waving his hands. I was waiting for the turkey to come at him but I was surprised when it ran off. I know wild turkeys try to use the open fields to get seeds to eat so I was assuming that it what they were trying to do. I remember seeing that there was at least two females and a male. The females were a lot smaller than the male when I was looking at them, they looked grayish while the boy was like a darker brown with silver on the feathers. After that encounter I noticed a few blueberry bushes on the side of the forest edge. I know it sounds weird, but I feel that someone must have planted them there because I usually don’t see blueberry bushes, other than that I didn’t see much of flowers or fruit plants in

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