We had a wild turkey visit the place today. Just after we’d strung two rolls of fencing around the orchard, and were preparing to celebrate not quite finishing the job by getting thoroughly drunk, my wife heard gunshots from across the road, and a beautiful wild turkey invaded our airspace. He landed in the southeast corner of the property, and the Guinea fowl immediately began screaming about an intruder. He was apparently a large tom, because he was trying to force his way through the fence running parallel to the creek near our property line, and he was rocking the T-posts harder than most cattle care to. I tried to get a picture of him, and didn’t, but it was just as well. He was terrified, and my presence shook him just enough he remembered he could back away from the fence somewhat, and fly.