not from the neighborhood

A few weeks ago, Ian peered out the bedroom window while on the phone with his dad. "ANNA! There's a turkey!" It took me a moment to realize he mean a live one.

I threw on my rainboots and decided to photograph the event paparazzi style, following the turkey to a house down the street.




She wanted to meet the neighbors...



...but they didn't answer the door.



Then she confronted the paparrazzi.



And like any good starlet, ran away.



Families of wild turkeys live along the Emerald Necklace, but they don't often venture as far as our street. Our unusual visitor brightened an otherwise dreary weekend.