Showing posts with label Turkeys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Turkeys. Show all posts

Sunday, May 15, 2016

Turkey Trot

No need to check your calendar...it’s not Thanksgiving, but it is Spring, so it’s time to dust off the ol' blog! 

The blog has been MIA for a while. My Renaissance Man has been busy exercising his entrepreneur muscles the past several months consulting with a technology company. But with so much wildlife activity outside, Mikey has been trying to squeeze in some photography time, too. 

So, let's talk turkey...

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Turkey posing pretty for a picture on our land in NE Wisconsin.


We have about 40 wild turkeys that call our woods their home sweet home. 

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Just a portion of our turkey flock hunting for snacks of berries, seeds, and insects.


Like clockwork, everyday the funny flock trots through the woods (and our yard) in the morning and evening.

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This turkey has parted from the pack because he knows their will be some good grub by the bird feeder.


However, things are a little more entertaining in the Spring when the males are looking for love! Check out that fan!

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Male turkey performing an impressive courtship display!


In the evenings, the turkeys fly up into the trees to sleep during the night. (Yes, turkeys do fly, although not very gracefully!) We're amazed they can sleep on the branches with their clunky-ish disposition!

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Turkey flying up to a branch to snuggle in for the night.


The turkeys usually cause us no issues...except when they block the UPS truck or pizza deliveryman from pulling up the driveway. (True stories!)

But, then there's Gobbles. He's the "troublemaker" of the flock. Gobbles has a tendency to not sleep during the night. He gobbles during the night...loudly...waking us up frequently if we sleep with the windows open. He also picks fights with himself. He sees his reflection in Mikey’s office window, thinks it's another male turkey, and pecks (quite forcefully) at his reflection. Oh, Gobbles!

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Gobbles fighting with his reflection outside Mikey's office window.


Quirks aside, we adore these turkeys! And we love that they make their home in our woods. It just wouldn't be the same without them!

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Nice and plump. But, this turkey will never be the centerpiece of our Thanksgiving meal! 


If you like turkeys, you'll love baby turkeys!


Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.

-1 Thessalonians 5:18

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Bouncing Baby Turkeys

There is never a dull moment living in the woods. For instance, we get to witness wild turkeys trot past our house just about every day usually twice a day. And occasionally we see baby turkeys! These babies are so adorable...and bouncy! Mikey snapped these little bundles of joy earlier this summer...

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Fluffy baby turkeys don't stay this little...or cute...for long!
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A parade of baby turkeys following their Momma and learning how to navigate the woods.
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Momma turkey searching for food for her hungry babies.

Fortunately, our dachshund "guard dogs" have accepted the fact that the turkeys aren't going anywhere, so they don't bark at them too much...unless the turkeys stroll too close to their designated doggy area!
 
I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch over you.

-Psalm 32:8