Betty took such great shots of the turkeys and I have been watching the ones around our yard and woods to see if I could catch one with full feathers. The problem is they start leaving the second I go outside. But I did get some shots. Skinny little hen, puffed up Tom so full of himself. The woods are still so dry and dead looking and the turkeys really blend in well.
He's thinking....Don't hate me because I'm Beautiful
Off he goes into the woods,
Wait, wait, Please don't go until you show off you feathers. Well.......OK since you asked nicely.
Now like Betty I won't rest until I can get his picture in the yard without all the trees in front of him. Its a mission.
Twelve Days of Boots: Day 7 by The Pioneer Woman
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