Turkeys in the Trees

They perched on top of that pile for a good long time

Okay, seems pretty expected, right?  Turkeys have wings.  They fly.  There’s no reason they shouldn’t be in the trees, well except I’ve clipped these guys’ wings.

Ah but today’s trees were riverfall–the big pile is what Oak Creek has swept downstream over who knows how many flood seasons.  The pile is taller than I am.

And today I took apart the turkeys’ electric fence while I worked on trying to regrade their pasture.  They decided to go on walkabout.  For a while they stayed near the cow (I promise that entry is coming soon!) then decided to go exploring.  Because they’re Heritage birds, they look like wild turkeys.  All I can say is that they had such a nice day they all went to bed without a hiccup.