While climbing on some rocks just below my house a couple of days ago, the top of a rock appeared to move and run off – it was a turkey, who had been incubating on a nest of thirteen eggs. The turkey’s behavior was different from the behavior with young chicks – the parent simply ran off and did not attempt to divert my attention from the nest. And it is true, the eggs are not at all camouflaged, and so without a turkey on top of them, they will be seen and eaten. Click the photo for a full-size view.
The Living Forest.
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This entry (permalink) was posted on Tuesday, June 16, 2009, at 12:09 pm by jbkuhner. Filed in Life in the Catskills and tagged turkeys.
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