Turkey Trot

My big Toms came down from the trees (see the one behind perched in the tree) when they saw me heading toward the studio...hoping for their meal of cracked corn and black oil sunflower seeds. They follow like puppies...all a-tumble over each other to get the absolute BEST feed. I'll have to have someone photo this parade to blip one day. You can tell the dominant birds...they are brightly colored on their heads and they shouldn't be, because it's not mating season. I may have a manly harem going here.