Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Turkey Love and Disruptions!

“Know thyself” means this,
that can get acquainted with what you know,
and what you can do.
                 Menander O Athens


 I do believe those wild Taunting Turkeys have My Hero and I all figured out. I cannot believe how much those strutting, taunting, persistent yet evasive feathered beautiful creatures have quickly become an all important part of our everyday lives and our decision making. Our need to see them every day and make sure they are safe is growing as much as any pet we have ever had here on the farm. I have no idea how and when this happened. They have this unique ability to make my heart swell with affection and race with excitement on seeing them and this ability to leave a long lasting smile on my face no matter what pressures are going on in my life at the time.

It was very early Monday morning and I was feeling a tad bit exhausted from dealing with all this haying and some other issues that are out of my control as I sat down at the kitchen table in front of the big window, I turned my head slightly to the left with those big black circles under my eyes and droopy eyelids wishing I was back in bed when my eye spotted those frolicking Turkeys and that hidden but never lost smile was back where it belonged.

This particular morning was a little different; it was as if they knew I could use an extra pick me up. They were to my delight sitting not as far from the house sitting atop two of those nice round bales, those bales that had indirectly contributed to those black circles and droopy eyelids, I was so excited I forgot about the thought of going back to bed and grabbed Leo (my camera) thinking this was the day I was truly going to get that incredible shot I desired since the very first time they strutted themselves up ever closer to my window and inevitably stole my heart.


Remembering the past weekend I figured they owed me at least one good shot since one of their relatives has been responsible for the disruption and our changing of our plans for the week ahead. I stand at the kitchen window and try to capture shots through my less than clean dusty window with the camera at full zoom, not satisfied I grabbed a fuzzy warm housecoat, hung Leo around my neck slipped on a pair of flip flops and headed out the door ever so quietly.

I crept silently through the cool wet dewy grass, my feet now covered in fresh grass cuttings tickling my toes; I held in my giggle and continued to the barn gate. I carefully unhooked the chain holding the gate shut making sure it did not rattle and bang as per usual knowing that would scare off my feathered friends, I let it swing open slowly on its own. I tip toed across the gravel drive and hid behind the tractor and peeked over the top of the huge tire hoping to see them posed just as they were when I left the kitchen. I put Leo to my eye and watched as the last one jumped off a bale and started to march quickly towards the bush. They must have heard me, I guess I was asking too much of them, I photographed them walking in a single file quickly away from me.


A little disappointed I walked back across that gravel drive, grabbed hold of the gate pulled it shut then grabbed the chain hooking it back up while it banged and clanged. I walked back through those wet cool dewy grass cuttings which tickled my toes and I giggled as I thought about how I do believe they do have all the power in this relationship. I stood on the step leading to that door I had just exited so very quietly and stared across the road to the field of freshly baled round bales of hay that were surrounding the center of the remainder of a field of thick long blowing in the wind grass.

It turns out we will not be cutting the rest of this field, we have changed our plans and will continue on to the next one because it is the right thing to do as far as we are concerned. The right thing because on Saturday as I was baling around the outside of that field I watched as a Mother hen ran from we think a nest full of eggs hidden in the long grass. We will come back at the end of all the cutting and baling of the rest of those fields and hopefully by then they will have hatched and they will have moved on.


That is what friends do; they protect one another when they realize they have the power to do that. I do hope I will be able to get some photographs of those little Turkey poults trailing behind my Taunting Turkeys when they hatch and join the rest of their family.

That is my wish but regardless I do know I will still be watching, smiling and enjoying their antics everyday as long as they choose to stay and entertain.

 Taunting Turkey babies, how cool will that be? 


Later

42 comments:

  1. I have so enjoyed seeing my baby turkeys grow and have been surprised how much they have bonded to me and to our old Tom. I do hope you get the shot(s) you are looking for. The wild ones are very skittish.

    Have a great day my friend.

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  2. Taunting turkey babies!! I am glad those little wild turkeys gave you the required pick-me-up! I hope you can get rid of those dark circles!!

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  3. Once the turkeys learn to trust you they may become friendlier. I bet they will, Buttons, because it will become clear to them that you mean them no harm. :)

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  4. I think those turkeys have hit the jackpot, as far as choosing a home goes!! Maybe they'll bring their babies up to your porch to sit awhile, after they're hatched! (slim chance, I guess, but it's fun to imagine! :) )

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  5. I'm glad you noticed the nesting turkey hen! How kind of you to leave her be. Makes me think of The SEcret of Nihm in the beginning when the mice are rushing to move from the harvesting tractor. Loved that movie as a kid.

    I'm glad the turkeys were able to make you smile during a stressful week.

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  6. You are taking care of the land, as well as your soul!!!

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  7. Glad they gave you a pick me up :)

    Driving into town we have run across a Turkey and her babies several times. They are always in the road...We slow down and watch them all scurry back into the corn field.

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  8. it's always a delight when I see wild turkeys on our property, but it doesn't happen that often. They do tend to be ugly creatures though don't they?

    Gill

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  9. Love when the Turkeys do their pass through our property a couple times a year. I didn't think they nested this late in the Year? do they? Get some rest to rejuvenate those droopy eyes xx

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  10. Those turkeys have a nice place to live. Like your bales of hay :) Hugs M xoxox

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  11. The more they see you out there the more they will trust that your not a threat ! Lovely photos ! I feel the same of all the creatures around here ! I just so love watching and photographing them and making sure they are all ok ! Thanks for sharing ! Have a good day !

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  12. Pretty cool about the nesting hen. We see turkeys quite often here, but not the babies too much.

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  13. I think that is the best photo you've captured of the taunting turkeys yet. I love your photos of the rolling fields dotted with round bails of hay. You've done so much work to make those lovely pictures happen. I don't doubt that one day you'll be posting close-ups of the turkeys. The anticipation is kind of fun. :-)

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  14. awww. you are sweet to look out for them.

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  15. You and your Hero are such good friends to nature and the animals. I read this with a smile because of the kindness you're showing to those turkeys. I hope you're able to get some photos of the turkey babies. :-)

    I laughed at your description of sneaking out of the house, trying to get a photo. I've done the same thing.

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  16. Bless your heart for being their protector.

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  17. The wild turkeys! I love them! They have appeared here on the ranch. I do believe some one released a few pairs on the creek and boy have they multiplied. We also "watch" out for them. Make sure they are safe and accounted for when we see the group. If we haven't seen them if a few days, we get so concerned! lol! Then its like WHEW, there they are! :) Love to watch the tom's strut. So pretty!

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  18. So nice to see the turkeys...thanks for sharing those shots with us.

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  19. This is great that you are looking after them, love your photos! Thanks for posting a comment on my art blog. Means a lot to me when folks like my paintings.

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  20. Thoughtful. Looks like you are doing well in the haying department. Down here many people don't even have half of their first cutting in.

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  21. Sounds like a marvelous time! Hope you get some rest, Miss Buttons.
    Hugs,
    Mandi

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  22. It would be VERY cool... and it's also very cool of you and your hubby to alter your mowing plans to accommodate your taunting turkey friends.

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  23. I got so excited when I saw your turkeys- for some reason I just love to look at wild turkeys! We hear them in the early morning here, and I just love their gobble chatter. You two are good people!

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  24. This is so sweet. I love how the turkeys bring you so much joy! Sometimes it's the unexpected things that make us the happiest :)

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  25. Will these turkeys wind up on someone's Thanksgiving table?

    I really enjoy reading your writing.

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  26. Isn't God so good to let us see His handiwork? Watching wild life is a great way to relax after All That Work of making hay! Your hay looks wonderful...such a huge blessing.

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  27. Oh it is so true how attached on can get to some wild animals that hang around. I can see how the would brighten your day. Oh if those eggs do hatch you will be like a proud mother hopefully getting lots of photos to show off. Hugs and happy haying....

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  28. How exciting to have your very own little turkey family! A wonderful thing to look forward to! xo

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  29. Great work B.! I hope that it'll bring you a lot of joy ;-)

    Greetings from the Netherlands,
    Gert Jan

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  30. My papaw used to raise turkeys and I used to love watching them for hours. I used to always get attached to the runt of the bunch :)

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  31. and i can't help but giggle picturing my friend, buttons, stalker turkeys!

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  32. Maybe the new generation will be less camera shy!

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  33. Excellent story--you have a talent. My daughter is always making sure she knows where the wild Turkeys are on her ranch. Special birds. MB

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  34. Thank you so much for this.
    Here, there are people who do not remember we are all one - that nature is a gift to cherish. I've seen some mean spirited things. When i speak out - people around me are surprised - they have gown accustomed to the daily destruction.

    Your story fills me with hope.

    Did i ever tell you about my encounter with a wild turkey when i was walking a hidden path to catch a bus??? The turkey was young - but large - and confused . . it ran all around. then right up to me . . . I'm not sure where it wanted to be - I just needed to pass - to catch a bus . . . it was so scared, I stood very still and tried to make calming sounds . . . eventually the turkey decided to fly up to a nearby roof . . . I always hope to have another encounter.

    Thank you for your loving kindness and respect.
    -g-

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  35. how lovely of you to consider the clutch! we farmers have often inadvertatnly caused the near exinction of many species- bobalinks( one of my favourites!) currently being threatened due to hayfeilds typically being cut earlier now than in years prior.Their fledglings being killed in the process

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  36. We have turkeys that run throughout Northeast Minneapolis, frightening the peds xing and scratching at the lawns.

    Li'l bestids.

    Pearl

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  37. Cuties....they have a good home :)

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  38. Awww, how kind of you to wait till the babies are hatched. Your pictures are beautiful. Cool wet dewy grass sounds wonderful right now.

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  39. awww, doesn't it feel great b?? we are nurtures by nature!!

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  40. I love you for what you are doing for those turkeys! Hugs, my friend-it seems like you need a few right now:) xoxoxo

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  41. yep. Turkey rescue sanctuary...

    you be the turkey lady then? is that like being a cat lady, but you get to show your turkey photos to everyone on the internet instead of kitten photos?

    oh, i see you already have done that-

    ;)

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