We have been feeding the wild turkeys whose tracks we saw deeper in our woods. We chose a spot far enough from the house for comfort but close enough for observation (I am guessing we too are being watched).
Typically, we first get three turkeys that scratch the ground for a while, followed later by a lone turkey we named Ulric. After a bit of Internet digging, we realized that our lone turkey is a male (the other three also) and renamed him from Beatrice to Ulric. Not that he comes when called. Every day, he spends a few hours grazing. Yesterday, we opened the oven door which released a lot of hot air and caused our fire alarm to go off (yay, it works). The turkey continued eating, unfazed. I was able to take a few pictures without them running away (unlike deer who hate camera lens - survival skills? I figure as soon as they can't see our eyes, it means a shot will ring.)
I am enjoying the company, to my surprise. They are not invasive nor noisy. Pretty cool.
English Cucumbers
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