Looking for Love....

So, the past couple of weeks I have noticed a lot of activity in our back field. On normal days, there is a lone Turkey (hen) wandering around pecking at whatever they peck at.

I did ask at work and was told they eat bugs first, seeds second, and grass third. All of which we'd have in our meadow.

More recently, we got up at the wee hour of 5:30 am and the dogs starting barking their ever lovin' brains out.

Turns out there was a tom turkey out right off our back deck showing his tail feathers for the two lady birds.

If you have never ever seen this in real life, let me just tell you, they all get all puffy and large looking.

Somehow, this must do something for the lady birds? Or not.....

Anyhow, all the barking told them it was time to vacate and they flew to the edge of the field.

Since my element of stealth was gone, I did mange to get ONE photo of the retreat through the sliding glass doors.

To my embarrassment, the girl birds flew into a tree and you could see Tom Turkey lurking under it begging them to come down.

Rolling my eyes.

Since then, they have been out in the field most mornings. The girl birds eating while the Tom hangs out looking all pretty and prancing around.

It is getting to be a bit much.

The whole birds and the bees thing.

I mean, get a room!

Here is a side shot of Tom (Mr. Car Salesmen) Bird. He seems to have a sixth sense when I sneak out onto the deck with the camera and deflates. And I know it's a terrible photo. I only have a point & shoot, nothing amazing!

So, I had to know what the scoop was. I mean, how many more weeks of bird porn do I have to endure and seriously?

They are ignoring him and eating.

So, I ask one of the guys I work with.

He participates in the Wild Turkey Federation and I figured he'd be able to explain further.

So I asked why this silly bird does all this prancing around if they are just going to keep pecking bugs.

There was a long pause.

I gathered he was contemplating his response.

He said finally: Well, they are only out there for about an hour or so, right? Well, typically they eat first and then the hens get serviced after.

WAIT WHAT? Did he just say serviced?

I cannot TELL you how fast I changed the subject back to work...

Happy Friday!