i was just reading the national geographic website(nerd that i happen to be), and they had an article on the return of the wild turkey(the bird, not the hangover inducing rot-gut brownest of the brown liquors).
have you ever lived among wild turkeys?
a few years ago i had a house upstate and the woods near the house were completely over-run with wild turkeys.
which was great, although being a city kid i found it disconcerting to walk outside and see 40 wild turkeys grazing on the lawn.
because wild turkeys are big.
they don’t bother anyone(although there was a funny part of the article where some old ladies in connecticut called the police because they believed that the turkeys had penned them into their house and wouldn’t let them leave), but they’re huge.
well, huge by bird standards.
small by bear standards(we had black bears upstate, too, although black bears are much more solitary and shy than wild turkeys, which, in the interest of keeping people from getting mauled, is probably a good thing).
apparently there have even been wild turkeys in manhattan.
which begs the question: how did they get here?
forgive my ignorance, but do wild turkeys fly?
whenever i saw them upstate they just kind of wandered around.
i’m guessing that they have wings(being birds)but do they ever actually use aforementioned wings to fly?
and if they didn’t fly to manhattan how did they get here?
did they walk across the williamsburg bridge at 5 a.m?
car service?
f-train?
you might have figured out that this post about wild turkeys doesn’t really have a point, except to say that it’s cool that these giant birds are repopulating and walking around new england.
next up maybe i’ll write about something equally as fascinating, like field mice.
-moby
