So it’s official…I’m a fan of turkeys. Not to eat. Well I do like to eat turkey, but don’t tell them that.
The little turkeys of spring are all grown up. I can’t tell Betty from Joe, LaDonna from Jim, Zizzle from Hans. It doesn’t matter about their names, I love them all…they’re like the turkey children I never had.
I can tell you all kinds of things about turkeys now…I’ve spent a lot of time the past couple of weeks watching them traipse back and forth through the woods and they’re fascinating. One attractive trait…they’re very kind to each other. I’ll share some more turkey traits with you later. But for now, enjoy the lovely wingspan that gets displayed after a nap. (They take a LOT of naps.)
A WINDOW INTO THE WOODS 
It’s wonderful.Taking the photo on the just moment
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Het gebeurt zo snel, dat ik het schot meestal mis, lol!
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Beautiful! That’s some wingspan.
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Right? I wish I had that!
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You’re so lucky to have these guys close to your home. I think they know where to hang about and not get put on a platter.
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LOL! Could be, they act perfectly carefree.
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