When I was up in Oregon visiting my brother last month, I happened to look out the front window just as a flock of wild turkeys strolled across the front yard.
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| Wild Turkeys |
They are apparently the progeny of a hen turkey who appeared in the neighborhood last Spring and took up residence in a cemetery a few blocks north.
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The hen obviously connected with a tom and soon had a flock of chicks following her around. The chicks are grown now and current flock looked to me to be about twenty turkeys strong. I watched as they strolled across the street and into the yard across the street, looking for seeds and grubs and whatever else wild turkeys eat.
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They seemed completely unconcerned with human activity, obviously unaware of our former neighbor who used to shoot pheasants out of his back door in the vacant lot behind our houses. That fellow is long gone now, but these turkeys might want to hide out in the cemetery for the rest of this week.
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