Apologies to Bucket. Today, a group of performers re-enacted the Boston Tea Party. They broke open large wooden chests of loose-leaf tea, and dumped the tea into Boston harbor.
Today marks the 250th anniversary, but they apparently repeat the performance every year.
I once found a clutch of turkey eggs in some tall grass while walking in an orchard. Every few days, I'd check back. Until one day, I found the mother hen as she was leaving the nest, with her chicks in tow.