Turkeys abound in this area. It really challenged my perception of what wild birds should look like when we moved here. They are interesting and marvelous creatures to behold.
That's the best photo of the ones we took. These two turkeys were real characters. They were first spotted in the road, then after I slowed down and passed them, they started to "bark" and "squawk" at us, and as I drove away they actually both began to run at high speed and chase our truck! Fortunately they aren't as fast as Emus or ostriches, and would not have "caught" us, but there was a moment of an ember of fear for a few seconds, because I don't actually know what they are capable of doing.
I made up a story that they are brother and sister and ran away from their pack because of irreconcilable differences (usually when I spot turkeys they are in large groups). On the way home from the store we stopped and Steve flung some bread out the window, which they inspected, then picked up and walked away. Then they came out into the street again and started "yelling" at us, so we took that as the cue to go away.
I've been feeling blue lately, and these guys definitely cheered me up for a few minutes. Thanks, turkeys!
I have some more thoughts on past jobs and alcohol abuse/addiction, but that's too heavy a subject for now. I'll broach it again next week, when I have more mental energy, after the new moon and the lunar new year begineth. 😉
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