Huge black shapes were under the feeder on the weeping birch that sits on the east side of the wee church. Turkeys! They'd found the corn and sunflower seeds on the ground. I laughed... we'd been discovered.
Once again I ran for my camera and caught them as they scratched up the snow and then marched off. They'd noticed my shape moving behind the window and moved under the apple tree at the front corner of the yard, thinking they'd found cover..
It took about five minutes as these five wandered around in the windrow and under the apple tree before one finally regained its courage and came back.
They enjoyed their feast tremendously. Then suddenly they realized I was watching.
How I wish I could have heard what they were saying to each other.
And then once again, in a line off they went.
What an amazing sight yesterday afternoon. But wait! What does this mean for my wallet if these turkeys bring their brothers and sisters to feed underneath my feeder? There were about 24 or so in the field two days ago! Holy smoke being discovered might not be so great after all!