Wild horses couldn’t drag me away… but wild turkeys… that’s a different story.
I was on the way to pick up the boys from school, when I spotted a family of wild turkeys on a clearing above a park reserve. Turkeys love to forage in clearings, along the forest edge and roadsides.
I’d seen them there the day before Thanksgiving (ironic), but I couldn’t stop for photos since I needed to get to Parnassus to pick up Will and Emma.
But, today, I managed to quickly pull into a cul de sac to park.
I walked along the road until I got about 20 feet from them. There was Mama Turkey with four of her chicks.
The kids have named them Will, Emma, PJ, and John. OK… I suppose that makes Mama the 6ft Turkey.
The Male Wild Turkeys do absolutely no rearing of the chicks.
As they grow, Wild Turkeys form groups with several moms and their broods. (Think of a Mom’s Club on steroids – the Winter groups can exceed 200 Turkeys!).
They spied me immediately and Mama began leading the group down the path into the forest. I love this picture of her.
The chicks walked in a row behind the Mama and they didn’t dawdle. (Feel free to tell your kids make like Wild Turkeys and stay close.)
The procession took about 3 minutes.
Then, just like that – they were gone.
I just loved watching them. And, the trees were so gorgeous with the water droplets. The whole scene was so beautiful and so surreal. You’d never guess from the photos that I’m standing just five feet from a busy suburban street.
It was a gift; this five minute rendezvous with nature – smack in the middle of my daily mad dash to round up the kids from school.
I’m so glad I stopped.
Hoping you find some time to smell the roses and see the Wild Turkeys that grace your day today.
P.S. The next day we had a blizzard with 6 inches of blowing snow.