Hopalong Hollow....

Hopalong Hollow, where the Blueberries grow sweet, and the moss feels soft beneath your feet.

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Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Gus and Woodrow

Gus and Woodrow


Thanksgiving has  gone and Christmas is on the way.The traditional Holiday meal of Roast Turkey always puts me in mind of two turkey folk I once knew. Gus and Woodrow were Heirloom Bronze Toms that came to live in the Hollow as youngsters. I watched them grow into fat and sassy Turkey Dandys.  The boys would march along behind me whenever I was  in the garden or performing outside chores. I was  flattered that they enjoyed my company so much.  No matter what business they were about, as soon as I stepped outside, there they were, just behind me, gobbling away, fanning out tail feathers and strutting in a style that would put a peacock to shame.



 At first I thought it was rather endearing that they'd follow me around the yard, until I realized they were stalking me with evil intentions. VERY EVIL INTENTIONS.  They began to shadow anyone who dared step into the yard. First, they would coyly do the gobble -gobble routine, giving the impression of complete innocence and sweetness. But then, as they crept ever closer, they would emit a Gawd awful screech, and literally Fly at the unsuspecting victim, claws splayed, spurs at the ready. It got so we couldn't step into the barnyard without a broomstick in hand to protect ourselves, as they would literally be lying in wait to attack!  James just hated them and threatened to wring those boys necks if they assaulted him ONE MORE TIME. It seemed as though our Turkeys REALLY wanted to do us harm.
It appeared that Gus and Woodrow's days were numbered.  Then, one day, I discovered what their problem was. Lying in the yard were several dried-out bird -house gourds. Shapely, butternut colored gourds.. about the size of a large blond hen. Gus and Woodrow spied  the gourds and   began  amorously attacking them, seriously,  they literally broke the gourds to bits in a mad frenzy of  mating! Poor love starved souls!
Eventually, Gus and Woodrow walked into the woods  behind the barn, never to return. We believe the wild Turkey Ladies were crooning them, like the sirens in Ulysses.  I was proven correct in this assessment, when several months later, at least a dozen young turkeys appeared in our meadow, they weren't quite wild turkeys, they had the look of Gus and Woodrow. I guess all those Turkey Gents wanted was to be Family Men.
 
I don't have any video of those ol turkey boys, but I made a short video to kiss summer goodbye... set in the Hollow, with some of our farm friends, to the music of Jay Unger, ( one of my favorite composers).
 
 

33 comments:

  1. Oh Jeri, I know what you mean. My toms have turned into real meanies. I have to walk backwards to keep them from attacking me. They have drawn blood twice. Mine are much too big to jump, but love to try and bite me. I have two hens but have had to separate them because they are too small for three car sized toms. I don't know what we are going to do. I had someone that wanted two toms, but I don't think she will want them now they've started to attack. I wish they'd wonder off into the woods.

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    1. Donna, If mine had not wandered off, I would have given one away and replaced with a hen. It is worth a try!

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  2. Dear Jeri,

    Why, those, those, TURKEYS! I'll bet their offspring made some hunters happy, though. :)

    The video is just lovely; thank you for reminding us of the sweetness of animals.

    Love,

    Marqueta

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  3. My goodness! I would be nervous too if I had two sassy turkey fellows waiting for me behind the barn door. Your story of evil turkey brothers reminds me of my days working for a private exotic animal farm in Salley, South Carolina. I never had to worry about pesky turkeys but there was a gazelle named Misha who selfishly claimed the farm grounds as her own. Many times I found myself a top the ten foot high compost pile just steaming away in the summer heat. I had a great view of Misha haughtily prancing around the pile as if she was plotting her next move to do me in. I would perform a couple fake out moves and then commit to my direction of choice followed by sliding down that stinking heap with great determination and a pure will to live. You see the game she always played was to see who could make it first to the barn yard fence. Yes I was fast or perhaps lucky is the word. Unfortunately for me this game was a daily event. Often I found myself climbing into Shirley the ostrich’s pen for safety which is another story in itself.

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    1. LOL Chrystal! I think lucky IS the word... don't gazelles have wicked horns??!

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    2. Yes Jeri they do and Misha knew it!

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  4. Do you think that they thought of you as their girlfriend? and since they couldn't have you they had to go off in search of another sweetheart.

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    1. Gwen, I am pretty sure they were looking for a love match, and since they went after ANYBODY, they weren't too picky!

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  5. LOL...poor boys...love will always win out in the end!! Cheers,Susan

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  6. Loved your turkey story! And loved seeing your lovely yard and garden.

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  7. It seems like the boys did well after all, since there were a passel of young turkeys later.

    I totally loved your video Jeri. What a beautiful place you have, filled with love, joy and thankfulness.

    Love and hugs ~ FlowerLady

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  8. Loved the story and loved the video. You have such a wonderful home and oh those farmyard animals! Love seeing each and every one. Thanks for sharing!

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  9. Jeri, Your posts are always a welcome delight. I know when I leave I will be smiling. Thank you for the story, the wonderful music and video. Bonnie

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  10. What a great story Jeri and I loved the music and video... Speaking of which, what happened to the video that was on the sidebar? I could be wrong but I thought you had one or two over there.. I loved to come over and watch them.
    Thank you so much for your visit and wanting to enter my humble giveaway.. I am honored.
    fondly,
    Penny


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    1. Penny, Mixpod just went away! I don't know why, but their site is gone for good. I wish I could find a replacement! BUT< I do have a YOU TUBE channel, I will put up a link this week.

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  11. Great video! You are the queen of persuading animals to wear hats patiently. Do you start when they are mere babes? LOL! Love it.

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    1. Putting the hats on is easy, keeping them on? Well, lets just say I have to take a quick photograph!

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  12. Makes me feel like we have gone back to the hollow for a visit...how I have missed you, my friend!
    Dickens is around the corner, though, and we shall meet again:)
    Hugs and blessings, dear one,
    Christie

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  13. My darling storyteller and artist,

    I thoroughly enjoyed this turkey tale of love and war! WOW, to understand the language of animals! We are always running into a gaggle of wild turkeys here in our neighborhood! They are slim and large, and I believe (correct this city girl if I'm wrong) but the males have this long BEARD? THEY ARE WILD INDEED and walk in the neighborhood, on the main strip, in the park and even come up to the front doors of homes! Where they came from, I don't know. I did see a black bear on the side of the freeway, grazing in the grass!

    Oh my dear one, I can only imagine that Christmas is going to be super special at the farm. Are you going to take a rest from shows so you can enjoy the Hollow? I hope so.

    HUGS! Anita

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    1. Anita, We are soon off for 4 months! Time to regroup and make books!

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  14. We have wild turkeys out here but they keep their distance. I'll never forget the year I was in grade school and the largest turkey I have ever seen was spotted outside the school window. The principal went out to check and I remember watching him as he ran around the school yard for fear of his life, as the evil turkey went after him with a vengeance! LOL

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  15. Kyra, That is hilarious! I can think of a teacher, in my past, who SHOULD have been chased by a turkey! Who knew that Turks could be so universally mean.

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  16. that is an amazing story about your turkeys! so glad they wandered off and found the family they were craving!

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  17. Dear Jeri - such a lovely video and music is wonderful...you certainly live in a gorgeous place - as for your fine turkey toms - I am glad they moved on for your sake - made me smile. Please have a blessed day. Thanks again for inviting me to visit - loved it.

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  18. I love hop along hollow! it has such a feeling of home! the music on the video was lovely! I love folk or mountain music.thank you for sharing with us

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  19. Oh my were those turkey fellas naughty! hee,hee,hee.
    Loved the video Jeri. I'm sitting here freezing and watching all the critters out enjoying the sun warmed my heart. Can't believe the Peabody boy can eat an entire tomato at once! Wow!
    Hugs to you my friend! :)

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  20. Hi Jeri,
    I am so happy you have a You Tube channel... I so enjoy watching your videos.. Well, I have not found a music playlist that I can share.. It is so quiet over at my blog.

    Thank you for coming by today... Well, Bei will be in the same state anyway... haaa How I wish I could join you at the Dickens Festival, say a warm hello to Erin and Christie..
    Enjoy your evening
    fondly,
    Penny

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  21. I am seeing turkeys in a whole new light! I hope you had a Happy Thanksgiving.

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  22. hi jeri! i love the turkey story and the sweet video...seeing a beautiful peacock eating a cherry tomato is so stinkin charming and your white daisys (are they shastas?) i love how they float over your garden....you are so lucky to lead such a charmed life there at the hollow! i am looking forward to meeting you this weekend at dickens...you will be the very first blogger that i will actually meet, in the real world.
    i'll see you real soon!
    erin
    xxoo

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    1. Oxeye Daisys, Erin. Some say "just a weed", I say "wildflower"! See you soon!

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  23. That is a beautiful video, an oasis of content and domesticity, with the charming music a perfect match. Looking at your videos and photos one can see some of where your paintings come from - your lively engaging creatures rendered with humour and artistry.

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  24. The Turkey Fairy simply lured them away for their own survival, in light of the approach of Thanksgiving. Our wild turkeys are never to be seen just prior to that big day...I say it's the Fairies...
    Looking forward to the Dickens weekend in this corner of TN. We are bedecked for Christmas awaiting your arrival. Godspeed kindreds.

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  25. CHA CHA CHA INDEED MY FRIEND! teeheee.....Have a FUN week as I am sure you are preparing many unexpected wonders in your work and home life. HUGS TO THE FEATHERED CROWD and you! Anita

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