As we were greeting the day this morning and looked out the window, what—to our won- dering eyes—should appear, but a half-dozen members of our local band of wild turkeys (Meleagris gallopavo), wandering about, scratching, and pecking in the grass exposed by the slowly-disappearing snow. They were on full alert, though, and as soon as they saw us through the window, they spread their amazingly-wide wings and retreated up into the branches of our giant old maple. When I took Limo out for his morning constitutional walk a few minutes later, they were still there, so I went back in for my camera.
I’ll also take this opportunity to bring you a couple of rather more intimate shots that I made on Christmas Day, when they were foraging not far from our front door. Aren’t they lovely?