When the turkeys come home to roost

Look closely at this photo. Do you see what's looking in the window? Turkeys. Great, big turkeys. Wild ones from the forests of Caledon Hills.

My Mom sent me this photo last night, informing me that a few unexpected dinner guests had showed up at her back door. I don't know about you, but if a bunch of wild turkeys walked up to my back window and started staring at me in my kitchen, I'd wonder if maybe I were beginning to look like...well, whatever it is that would attract a bunch of turkeys to come to my window to stare at me.

My Mom says that they peeked through her window at Christmas time because they enjoyed looking like her tree. Maybe they were hoping she'd put up some Easter decorations.