The Demure Turkey

We're in Calfornia, continues...

This morning the female turkey got surprisingly close to the house, right outside the bedroom. I went out on the deck and she moved away but then came back so I got some nice photos. She made a delicate little chirping sound as she pecked the ground so I assume the females don't make that loud gobble-gobble noise. The male turkey was over by the pool making his loud, astonishing racket and every now and then the female perked up her head. I'm sure she was thinking, "Does he really think that noise is attractive? Sigh. I hate dating."

A little bit later the male turkey found his way over and puffed himself up and I finally got some photos of him. Spectacular! They take turns following each other around: she pecks the ground and he follows. He walks up the hill puffing himself up and she follows. Turkey dating sure is complicated. All this pecking and puffing has been going on for days. I'm sure they're both thinking, "Enough already. Let's get this show on the road!"

John and I just love seeing the turkeys walking around the yard. It's part of the magic of living on the mountain. And speaking of magic, last night we had another gorgeous sky.

Comments

[kirsty hawkshaw]

Damn this story made me a bit horny LOL.

I've got spring cabin fever hehehehehe.

[Jeremy]

Damn, that is one pretty turkey you got roaming around. Simply amazing all that wildlife up there!