One of the turkeys prepares to cross the road in front of us.
The other one soon follows.
This one does a turkey trot on the way.
These turkeys will not be Thanksgiving dinner for anyone and I think they are already thankful for that. A vegan friend visited us and remarked on the beautiful turkeys we saw. I knew she was silently thinking, "How can she eat such a beautiful intelligent bird?" I have a confession to make. I have been in the midst of Thanksgiving dinner only to look out and see a wild turkey or two. I was doubly thankful for the turkey in the yard and the one on my table. We buy a fresh organic turkey every year, from a local farmer who raises them with compassion. They live a comfortable life. (Well, up until the time they are slaughtered.) Thanksgiving dinner is without a doubt my favorite meal of the year. And I am thankful for the turkey that makes it possible.
Can you stand another couple of photographs of the Bass Pond? The day was so calm and beautiful that the pond was like a mirror reflecting the opposite shore.