My Aunt lives in a large red brick apartment building close to Harvard Law School and the garden next door has become a wild turkey's home for the Winter. It walks around in the garden and stands on the porch looking in through the glass doors. I belive that he can see his own reflection in the glass and thinks "Hey how you Doing! Who's that handsome wild turkey looking right at me".Well, that is just my theory about why he is starring through the glass doors most of the day. At night he flies up in one of the trees and sleep.
One morning when we were going out the back door, heading out to do som shopping the wild turkey had jumped over the fence and stood right out side of our back door. We went carefully out the door and followed him down the street where he stopped to have som red berries for breakfast. I tried to get as close to him as possible to get a good shot of him, when he turned on me and I ran and hide behind the nearest car. I was certainly not having this large bird flying strait into my arms. I who usually are not scared of birds turned chicken on the situation. While my Aunt who from early childhood has been terrified of birds wanted me to get a photo of her beside the wild turkey. Unfortunatly the turkey turned on me before I was able to take the photo. What a funny world we live in.
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Walking down the street |
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Having some breakfast in the sunshine |
Don't they serve Christmas-turkey in the U.S?
SvarSlettYes and on Thanksgiving, this one has miracoulusly survived.
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