This afternoon I looked out to see a single turkey hen crossing the yard. She walked right up to the foot of the living room steps, five feet from the window, and creaked at me. "You're not a turkey. What are you doing there?" she said, and then wandered down hill and around the side of the house. Of course I didn't have the camera within reach. I'm going to have to start wearing it around my neck all the time.
Later, I saw a whole flock south of the house. This time they were far enough away that I could go get the camera without spooking them, but they were aware of me.
This one heard the zoom motor through the window fifteen feet away and looked around just in time.
Off they go down the hill to the woods.