Yesterday the weather was lovely, and the turkeys thought so, too. A flock of them came much closer to the house than usual. I went carefully and slowly to get the camera, and for once they didn't all head for the woods as soon as I came to the window.
When the tom began trailing a wing for this hen, the others all went farther downhill and continued eating.
She circled with him:
He is a fine fellow, isn't he?
But she seemed to lose interest and went back to her lunch in spite of his display:
Soon, they rejoined the rest of the flock and gradually disappeared.