You just never know!
What will happen next. I was on my way to Augusta for a meeting at the fish and wildlife department. I always go the back way out past Sweetgrass Winery and down over the Medomak River. I came to a stop at the bottom of the hill and could see what looked like a pile of feathers in the road. A car coming the other way stopped quickly and backed up to the pile. Easing forward I could see now that it was a woodcock.