Folding the Flag

I was looking in the National Cemetery for sandhill cranes. Not a one, not even a goose.

This small group were practicing their flag folding skills. The old guy on the right facing me was obviously the leader. He wasn't barking any orders, just trying to teach. Maybe every sergeant in the army is NOT like Sgt. Carter in Gomer Pyle.

Although I didn't see any cranes, I did see a small rafter of turkeys and a pretty white horse. Gallop over to my FLICKR PAGE to have a look.