I know an Amish family where the father and sons love to go hunting! They make regular trips out west to hunt elk, but they also hunt other things, including wild turkeys. Their home has a trophy room where there are all kinds of hunting trophies and souvenirs -- I'll have to take a picture next time I'm there.
The one and only time I've tasted elk in my life was at their house, for Old Christmas dinner.
A while back I noticed these sets of turkey feathers laid out to dry in the utility room, with borax sprinkled on the bases of the quills:
Recently the lady of the house was showing me the finished product, hanging on their wall. Notice the three arrowheads attached to the base of the top one.
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