In the spring, the hills are alive with the sounds of TURKEYS.
I watched from the window of our house as more than a dozen hen turkeys wandered across our lawn looking for a meal. A short distance behind the hens were these two gobblers, but they weren't looking for a meal.
This gobbler liked the area near my garlic bed to practice his dance moves.
While the gobblers were dancing, the hens continued to march across a field and into a wooded area. The gobblers soon realized the hens didn't stick around for the dancing and they were in a hurry to catch up.
05 April 2018
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