The fashion house of ‘Mother Nature’, presents the showstopper of the spring collection.
‘Hercules’ is wearing head to toe shades of glorious brown. Blue and red grace the head and neck area, ideal for those who want to stand out in a crowd.Note the iridescent touches everywhere, sure to turn heads at any gathering.
This glorious garb can’t be worn by just anybody. Mother nature is picky about who is worthy and supplies are limited.
Not available in stores, contact Mother Nature directly at, http://www.MakeMeLookLikeATurkey
(Hercules is new to the game and we think he did a fine job. The same can’t be said for our videographer, Zannyro. The bobbing camera work is inexcusable and she may not be hired again.)
I warned you earlier about seeing more turkey images and today is one of those sightings. These were actually taken a month or more ago. I love the fact that when the turkeys are trooping off to a destination, they form a line and follow the leader.
There ARE exceptions to the rule…say when a deer gets in the way and thinks it’s going to scare the turkey troop off. They may break formation, but all they need is about a foot to detour around the foolish deer. They aren’t fazed a bit by the large four legged creature in their way.
When the troop reaches it’s destination, or it’s just free time, they break ranks and have fun.
I looked out the window today and the turkey parents were shepherding their young across the northwest corner of the backyard!
I haven’t seen them in quite a while and I was really happy to see that everyone was present and accounted for.
I’m wondering if turkeys name their young…if so, what would they name them? I’m having a hard time imagining a turkey named Cindy, or Tony. That brings up the subject of last names. I can’t wrap my head around that…I really can’t.
I was a little surprised when I looked out the window, two days in a row, and saw a turkey strolling across the backyard. Apparently we are now on the official turkey trot trail! I even heard it singing a turkey song.
“These boots are made for walking,
and that’s just what they’ll do…
One of these days these boots,
are gonna walk all over you.”
Oops, sorry…I think that’s a Nancy Sinatra song. And turkeys don’t wear boots.