Somewhere in the Turkey Collective Consciousness there hovered a memory of food that imprinted itself on our front yard.
Yesterday, The Collective made an appearance.
This time I was ready.
My camera and I are now joined at the hip.
(This is an analogy I could live without to tell you the truth...)
Sorry to offend your delicate sensibilities...
NOT!
Maybe I should start charging admission.
Or get a t-shirt that says...
My Alaska friends have a Moose in their neighborhood,
and all I get are these lousy Turkeys.
(Can you hear me groaning?)
These are the jokes (). Yuck it up.
Yesterday, The Collective made an appearance.
This time I was ready.
My camera and I are now joined at the hip.
(This is an analogy I could live without to tell you the truth...)
Sorry to offend your delicate sensibilities...
NOT!
[album 65561 Turkey Visit One.JPG]
[album 65561 Turkey Visit Two.JPG]
[album 65561 Turkey Visit Three.JPG]
Maybe I should start charging admission.
Or get a t-shirt that says...
My Alaska friends have a Moose in their neighborhood,
and all I get are these lousy Turkeys.
(Can you hear me groaning?)
These are the jokes (). Yuck it up.