Just saw the most amazing thing. In my backyard there was a large white turkey leading a line of 14 deer across the yard. He looked like the Pied Piper of Hamelin without a flute, and me without my camera!
Saw the white turkey again today, without his entourage; perhaps he led them astray?
I have a 2008 photo of what must be the same turkey; he is larger these days but has the same distinctive black beard feathers on his chest (may be Grecian Formula by now). He was probably just a flute student then before being named Pied Piper of our backyard. Just imagine a line of deer of all sizes following him to the Beatle’s lyrics of "Cold turkey has got me on the run."
The turkeys wander through our neighborhood getting snacks along the way; love to hear the gobble-gobble at six in the morning. Just imagine the sun breaking through fog and the sound of turkeys approaching, you look out the window and see a rafter of turkeys emerging from the mist, some hens some toms ... it reminds me of early morning dress rehearsals in NYC - trash truck brakes squealing then gears crunching, and RCMH employees scurrying through Rockefeller Plaza in search of coffee to start the day.
Saw the white turkey again today, without his entourage; perhaps he led them astray?
I have a 2008 photo of what must be the same turkey; he is larger these days but has the same distinctive black beard feathers on his chest (may be Grecian Formula by now). He was probably just a flute student then before being named Pied Piper of our backyard. Just imagine a line of deer of all sizes following him to the Beatle’s lyrics of "Cold turkey has got me on the run."
The turkeys wander through our neighborhood getting snacks along the way; love to hear the gobble-gobble at six in the morning. Just imagine the sun breaking through fog and the sound of turkeys approaching, you look out the window and see a rafter of turkeys emerging from the mist, some hens some toms ... it reminds me of early morning dress rehearsals in NYC - trash truck brakes squealing then gears crunching, and RCMH employees scurrying through Rockefeller Plaza in search of coffee to start the day.
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