I find it slightly alarming how unafraid the turkeys are of me. I saw this guy through the window while I was sewing. He stood there while I opened the screen and took pictures, talking to him all the while.
After a bit, he started walking toward my neighbor's unmowed meadow
to join his hens
basking in the shade of my neighbor's crabapple tree.
P.S. What's that you say, this is a knitting blog, not Martita's Wild Life? I totally agree and promise knitting content SOON!