These birds were seen a few days ago on Rimrock Road, calmly walking across the road, even when a few disgruntled motorists honked at them. Those behind the fence seemed agitated as they apparently couldn't figure out how to get free.
Mind you, this was only a few days before Thanksgiving 2008. Brazen behavior. There were a dozen or so that I saw in this group. The majority were already across the road around 420 Rimrock.
They must be wild as they didn't seem to have that nice fat breasty look that I see at CostCo or wherever dead turkeys congregate. They seemed fairly tame wild birds as they let me walk up fairly close to them. I thought they would fly away but no they just kept their eyes on me and then went back to their pecking.
This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
27 November 2008
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