I was right! Wild turkeys in my front meadow. And yet, I doubted my vision, because there are NO wild turkeys around here, only along the interstate crossing the plains or in my dad‘s backyard. And yet, voila!
My sighting was confirmed when I invited my neighbors for a renewed cantina. I learned via “Pann” that I was accurate, as her big-game-hunter husband confirmed my suspicion. Wild turkeys were roaming the ‘hood.
With the hawk-and-magpie show (it must have been the fledgling that went down as the magpie has deserted the nest) the herd of deer and the nasty taunting squirrel, Nat Geo scored this week. Some nice diversions in between the dreary snow showers.