A Little Fowl Language.

Old Goat Farm (catch the garden part of the post here if you missed it.)  is a wonderful garden/nursery  and one of the things I love doing there is to watch the antics of the many birds in the fenced area behind the gardens.  One of these visits, I'll ask if I can go inside the fence to visit them.

Mr. and Mrs. Chicken are happily enjoying brunch.  Unbeknownst to them, they're being watched.

No one expects the Spanish Inquisition Tom "lurkey" Turkey!

Oh, Mr. Chicken,  what are you eating there?

I'll just slowly walk around all puffed up like this hoping to impress you. 

Am I not the most handsome and charming bird here?

 Ducks, Gladys Knight and the Pips, come to investigate and are not impressed in the least with Tom turkey's behavior.

As quickly as they came, whey were waddling off...

To report to Mrs. Turkey!

Who comes to see for herself what Tom has been up to.

She is not at all amused by her husband's interest in some strange rooster!  Disdainfully she walks away.  (The wife often is the last to know that her husband secretly likes...rooster.)

When the dust finally settles, Tom meets his new soul mate, Tyler, a decorator from West Hollywood,  online.  

These guys were very friendly  (or wanted to prove their dominance) and came right over to where I was standing, looked at me and pushed against the fence. 

The Guinea fowl, came to visit next and made sure that the three in front got their fill before the one in the rear could eat.

Interesting pecking order! 

There were many more chickens, peafowl, and probably others way back in the bird pasture.  They seemed to be very interested in something in and around a brush pile (slugs maybe) and didn't come close to where I was standing. 

Wishing you all an amusing weekend!