It’s been 18, maybe 24 months,  long since we’ve seen or even heard from our resident turkey flock — one tom and two hens. (there’s always a fear they’ll be poached) For the first few years we’d lived here, even if we never saw them, you could hear them gobbling around in the woods.

However, a couple of weeks ago we spotted the trio as we headed to work. They were headed down to the pond, but seeing our car changed their plans and they headed back to where they’d come from. Not quick enough with the camera to catch all three, but managed a parting shot of this bird running up the mountain.

Wild turkey on the run.
Wild turkey runs up the hill to escape morning commuters.

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