Saturday, November 24, 2012

Turkeys Roosting at Twilight

Tonight, my husband and I saw a large turkey land in this tree with a full throttle gobble before settling down for the night on a sturdy branch.  Another turkey flapped and flew from a telephone pole to another tree nearby.  Both birds turned and craned their necks for a minute or so, getting their bearings as the moon brightened. We stood a good 60 feet below gawking up at them. I felt in awe, excited, and also a bit tremulous-the turkeys in our town have a reputation for aggressiveness. My husband pointed out that the turkeys had larger concerns than us--eagles on the prowl, for instance.  Sleep well, ancient birds, under your mystical, moonlit canopy.

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