Pulaski, Tennessee, A Turkey Hunt

Last week I heard there was a quilt show in Pulaski, Tennessee.  It wasn't too far from home (well, no quilt show is too far for me), so we decided it was a good time for an adventure.  We jumped onto Interstate 65, and then at the Pulaski exit 22, US 31/ State Route 11, saw an impressive site.  Do you see it?  Look real close...need a hint?

Years ago when Bill worked for the Tennessee Department of Transportation, he designed modifications to improve this interchange.  Isn't it the most impressive, improved interchange you have ever seen?  I think so.

The 5th Annual Quilt Show was held at the Giles County Public Library - no admission fee, the best kind of exhibit.  There were many beautiful family quilts on loan for the presentation.  Bill found a comfortable chair in the magazine section while I slowly wandered the aisles.  

It was hard to decide but my favorite was not among any of those displayed.  I picked the one in the small museum in the back of the library.  It was an antique covered in perfect, tiny stitches.

As we arrived at the library, I spied a large turkey down the street similar to the one in Lynnville, Tennessee.  I snapped a picture for my post when sharing my Thanksgiving Preparations, for 2017.   It was too close in appearance for a coincidence so I inquired about it while inside the library - they sent me to the Pulaski Chamber of Commerce for answers.  On the way, I spied another, Town Turkey in front of the police station patrolling for any foul play.  He was covered in a map of the city.

A block later, we passed Lineman for the County perched in front of the electric company.  

Ole eagle eye looked a bit hostile to me.  I wonder if he is the one who swoops in to turn the power off at your house when you are behind on your electric bill?

We arrived at the Chamber of Commerce and learned The Wild Turkeys of Giles County are five-foot tall turkeys welcoming people to the community.  They are brightly painted fiberglass ambassadors created as a fundraiser to celebrate the huge flocks of real, local wild turkeys.  Each one has been painted to commemorate the sponsor.  I received a list of the locations of all ten and so the hunt was on, could we find every one?  Turkey season was open and my hunter husband was ready for a safari.

The first one we unearthed was Digger Turkey who was sponsored by an excavation company.

He was covered in earth moving equipment and even had a dump truck on his side.

The remaining turkeys on the list took some map searching.  Hospifoulty was outside of town roosting in front of a hotel.  He had a split personality.  

On one side he was dressed as a bellhop.

On the other side was a maid.  Either way, he offers eggcellent service to peckish bird brains who gobble up the early worms.

Guarding the front door at the Home Depot while proudly supervising the outdoor grills, was Tom of All Trades.

Aristotle was hiding in a college's courtyard.  We became lost, drove in circles and finally asked a student (a millennial loaded down with textbooks) to show us the way.  He seemed accustomed to lost tourists looking for birds.

The next one was easy to spot.  He was the King of Turkeys majestically enthroned outside a liquor distribution company.  Of course, it's a college town so massive amounts of beer is a necessity.  

The last one we found was Wildlife Turkey.  He was blissfully snoozing closeby the local theatre.

We didn't find all ten.  There was one we missed.  It's located in downtown Nashville so that adventure is saved for another day.  By the time we finished, it was late afternoon, we were exhausted, and I needed to rest my feet before heading home.  It was enough excitement for one day.

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Thanksgiving Preparations, 2017