When this fellow showed up on Saturday, Pa and I were mesmerized and spent a good few minutes watching him trot around the front yard, and marveled over the wild turkey. But, then when he flew into the apple tree, Pa and I looked at each other and exclaimed "Huh!" as neither of us thought that a turkey could fly. But, after a tip by my sweet friend, Kim, and a subsequent Google search it was confirmed that this was indeed a wild Tom turkey and yes, they do fly in fact according to Google how else would they retreat from danger...duh!
So, dear friend, I present to you the wild pheasant turkey that came a visitin'.
And a huge "Thanks" goes out to Kim, who called it right. Winner, winner, turkey dinner. =)
Kiss kiss kiss!