The Visitor

Yesterday afternoon, as J-Man and I were getting ready for supper, I happened to glance out the kitchen window, which looks out onto the front yard, and saw a stranger strolling up the road in front of our house. As I raised the blinds for a closer look, he turned onto our lawn.


A wild turkey! I have never seen one before, much less in this neighborhood. J-Man said he once saw about 4 or 5 together, but not around here. He reminded me to grab the camera--oh, yeah, blog material!

I eased out the front door with it and snapped photos as he crossed the lawn. A neighbor driving by slowed to watch him also.


My back door neighbor, a single gal, has a Jack Russell Terrier named Buddy, who spends his days in a pen while Mom works.


Buddy and the turkey were unaware of each other for the moment.


Then the turkey gobbled a time or two, and Buddy woke up. I wish I'd been quick enough to get a shot of that turkey taking flight, because it was an amazing sight.

Maybe he'll be back.