This morning three macho Tom Turkeys strutted out of the woods into the field behind our yard and began fanning their tall feathers. Soon after, a coy, discerning female strolled into the field. After a bit of male feather flexing and posturing, the sweet damsel declared a winner while the losing suitors left the field. The whole drama lasted not more than ten minutes following which the possible mother-to-be strolled back into the woods. It’s that time of year, and, of course, the same story plays out with the chickadees, cardinals, and blue jays, but generally not with such a public display.

P.S. Want to know more about turkeys? Have a look at this: https://www.pbs.org/wnet/nature/my-life-as-a-turkey-introduction/7268/ (You might have to join PBS to view it in some areas.)