Quite the Life (and all in Times New Roman 10pt!)
Sometimes I want to get Susan’s attention.
A special kind of attention (wink wink, nudge nudge).
That’s when I strut.
Our neighbors can tell when I’m a’struttin’ because they hear Susan laughing hysterically.
Yeah, I’m a good strutter.
But I’m nothing compared to these fine young chaps.
Especially when they be a’struttin’ to Bach.
Susan really gets a treat when I be a’struttin’ to Bach.
You can tell by her gasps of joy.
Or laughter.
No problems. I’ll take what I can get.
You?
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Last night it was raccoons, today it’s turkeys.
Not that we mind, of course.
You’ve heard of “Tiptoe through the Tulips”? You haven’t lived ’till you’ve boxstepped through the turkey turds.
But such is of little concern. We have a healthy flock. Another gathering of The Wild made it through Winter and into Spring (this video is from March 2021).
And through the completely idiotic and human-made time change from standard to daylight savings.
As I’ve written many times and said in many places, don’t save the world, save ourselves. The first step would be paying more attention to and working with Nature’s rhythms.
Turkeys do.
Doesn’t seem to bother them. At all.
There’s nothing quite like a boy’s night out, eh?
Males in the audience, remember those wonderful bonding times? The fun you had?
Neither do I.
My experiences of western society’s male bonding rituals are probably what led me into cultural anthropology with a vengeance.
Every culture I studied had male rituals. Often they were initiation rituals. There were bonding rituals, yes, and they were vastly different than their western cultural counterparts.
For one, nobody got hurt. There was never a one-ups-manship. Male bondings were more educational than hierarchical.
That last part – hierarchical – have to be careful with that. Put any group of people together and a hierarchy forms. One person alone will form an internal hierarchy, a bifurcation (if not more) of their personality. You’ve probably done the same thing without knowing it.
Ever had an argument with yourself?
Welcome to being human.
Not long after we videoed A MidWinter Flock Strutting to Annie Lennox, we were pleased to see some Toms get in on the action.
They no doubt heard the womens were getting some good listening in and didn’t want to be left out.
You know how turkey are.
But the mens are a bit shyer than the womens.
Pity.
Consider all that good listening they didn’t get.
Not to mention, being typical males, they insisted the women leave with them.
I tell you, guys ruin all the fun.
Turkeys, regardless of the season, are wondrous.
This is posted in early July but the video is from February, hence MidWinter.
This is a small flock compared to our usual turkeying. Could be due to the season, could be due to the construction on the other side of our woods, could be not all turkeys are fans of Anne Lennox.
We are. Fans. Amazing voice. Can’t understand a word she says when she’s talking but gosh can she sing.
The turkeys don’t mind if she talks.
So long as she does sing.
They gobble her up.