I’ve been visited by a lone wild turkey once in the past few years. Yesterday, I looked out my back window, and there beneath my bird feeders, feasting on fallen seeds, was a flock of five of the big birds. Yikes! They are unique and a bit intriguing, but I was not going to stand at the window gawking and allow them to jump the chicken wire enclosing my Square Food Garden. I could envision all my gorgeous lettuce, bread seed poppies, peas and other sprouting vegetables quickly disappearing down their long throats. As I chased them out of the yard, their gobbling sounded like snarky laughter. I guess I did look a bit comical gallumphing around the yard in a big purple robe and floppy slippers. They sauntered away, unafraid, through a gap in the back fence. What, or should I say, who is next, in the constant backyard invasions of critters?
