It’s Turkey Prime Time

It’s been Turkey Prime Time for a month or so now with our local bird, Tommy, putting on quite a show. Unfortunately for Tommy there aren’t any hens watching his show. Too bad. He’s quite a handsome Tom! The neighbors tell me they see them roosting a few houses away from here in the oak trees. Maybe he’s found a friend or two there.

Frosted Cardinal

This cardinal – he apparently noticed me trying to take a picture of him – seems a little frosted.


Colorful banquet

Most of the birds visiting our tube feeder are kind of boring to look at but this cardinal showed up a few weeks ago and just wouldn’t leave. In the sun the red feathers were glowing.


Tommy’s Thanksgiving

Tommy, our local turkey, enjoyed his usual meal of mixed grains and sunflower seeds this Thanksgiving. I think he’s grateful that the locals didn’t put him on their Thanksgiving tables. He’s a pretty smart turkey having now figured out how to get into the hanging basket feeder. Occasionally he cleans up some of his mess under the two feeders. What a guy!

I hope all of you had at least as nice of a Thanksgiving as Tommy. :-)


Tommy has figured out how to eat from the basket feeder.



Tommy’s also pretty comfortable picking seed out of the little cup on this small birdhouse.

Tommy’s calling card

Tommy, the wild turkey who showed up a few weeks ago here at Ladybird Lane, left his calling card while we were away visiting family in Romania. Tommy had dug himself a dust pit and seems to think the north side of the house is a pretty good place to stay cool during the summer heat.

We told friends and family about Tommy and everybody advised us on how to catch a “curcan s─âlbatic” and turn him into a good meal. I told them that turkeys were government property and I would need a license to do that. Most were pretty amused by the idea of having to get a license for anything and especially just to take a wild government turkey.

Turkey feathers are really pretty. The large one is big enough to make a nice writing quill. The smaller ones have a lot of very soft down at the quill end. I guess that’s how Tommy keeps warm in the winter.


Meet Tommy, our new tenant at Ladybird Lane

We have a new tenant here at Ladybird Lane. This is Tommy. He gets free run of the backyard, all the bugs he can catch and all the bird seed that he can knock out of the tube feeder. He’s really clever. Honestly! I noticed a week or so ago that the tube feeder was being emptied really quickly. Tommy can’t eat directly from the feeder because it’s on a shepherd’s crook above his head. But, he can jump a bit, knock it with his beak and that lets quite a bit of seed spill onto the ground. It works for him and the squirrels seem to enjoy the leftovers. I think Tommy could go through a 50 pound bag of seed fairly quickly if I were that generous. I told my father-in-law a wild turkey had taken up residence in our backyard. He went, “Mmmm, mmmm good when roasted!” :-)

Longtail’s long day

Ol’ Longtail had a very long day on Monday. Imagine, raspberries to the right, sunflower seed to the left, after a while you’re just bushed. Ladybird Lane is a fine place to be this summer especially if you’re a squirrel or even a turkey for that matter. This morning I got up about 5:30 and went to the kitchen, raised the blind and there underneath this feeder Longtail found so comfortable was a big tom turkey cleaning up the spilled bird seed. Unfortunately by the time I could run and get a camera he was gone. This guy I was able to photograph through the kitchen window so the photo quality isn’t all that hot.


Kissing chickadees

Chickadees are fascinating and fun birds to watch. They’re pretty aggressive and highly individualistic, from what I have observed. Monday morning we were sitting at the breakfast table watching them dart around between the spruce trees and the cable that runs between our house and the line in the back of the yard when we saw something unusual, one chickadee make an offering to another chickadee. In the photo the chickadee on the right was perched on the line when all of a sudden the one on the left landed on the line and quickly shuffled over to the other one and offer whatever that green thing in it’s beak is (worm?) to the other. The one on the right seems surprised. It must be mating season. Anyway, even though the photo is bad I thought it would be interesting to show.


Buster’s Bad Hair Day

Remember Buster? He loves peanuts. It was a Monday and Buster showed up for his breakfast peanuts, as usual, but he looked a little grumpy. It must have been the unruly tail. A bad hair day can mess up even a squirrel’s attitude, I guess.20150525_DSC_0811_badhairday

Buster likes peanuts

Winter thinned out our squirrel population a bit but the ones that remain are hungry. Buster, for example, he likes peanuts … a lot. At first he seems a bit shy but once he thinks you’re not looking he jumps onto the deck and starts his breakfast. He’s usually in a hurry because it usually isn’t too long until his friends show up and the mad scramble for peanuts begins. I guess they know they’re welcome at Ladybird Lane.

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