
Who says turkeys can’t fly. We had full visual contact the whole flight, no mystery where this guy will land, the neighbor’s roof. Turkeys have been strutting up and down our street all weekend. A neighbor told me one was on our roof yesterday but I missed it. Today I was ready, when I heard the neighbor’s dog stirring up a fuss I got my camera and headed out just in time for the wild turkey shoot. And by golly I got these two shots.

After all this excitement I went inside to admire my “wildlife” photos when I heard something on the deck when I looked up I was eye to eye with another wild turkey!!! I got this picture as he hurried off 🙂 He didn’t stay around to chat, or wait for it, talk turkey!!!

Things have quieted down now long enough for me to post this but who knows what else will go on the next few days with the Full Moon, St. Patrick’s day and Spring Equinox all in one week. Stay tuned!
Éire go Brách

Fabulous Post. I laughed and loved the photos.
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🙂 Laughter is what turkeys bring to the world!
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I can’t imagine wild turkeys in my yard and on top of my house…Have seen in the fields but, not in the neighborhood…Love the green, green shamrocks…so appropriate for tomorrow, St. Patrick’s Day!
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These are domestic turkeys that got away from a farm years ago and now wonder the neighborhoods! They bring everyone out to watch them. Turkeys make good neighbors.
Happy St Paddy’s Day !!
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Thanks for the story…how neat!
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🙂 Always glad to tell a story!!!
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Gobble, gobble!! lol Loved it.
Neal
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Hee! hee! You talk turkey too 🙂
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We don’t have turkeys, but we do have lots of pheasants, both wild and reared in pens for shooting on the moors. They have a habit of waiting until a car is almost upon them then hurtling across the road. More often than not when it’s too late to miss them, so making a mess of the front or lights of the car. The males are very colourful, though much smaller than turkeys. I’d hate to see what damage they could cause.
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Yesterday during rush hour one of the turkeys was in the middle of the road. I was wondering when somebody would get turkey squash all over their car!
When I grew up in Oklahoma an uncle raised quail and pheasants from eggs to be let loose for hunting, too. He called them his little turkeys. I’m not sure they were ever really let loose LOL. 😉
I’m really enjoying this story sharing, Janet 🙂
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