

I was working at MMU for a while Sunday afternoon—the “school” life is starting to take hold. Note to those who envy Professor’s schedules—sure, June, July and August are three good reasons to be a teacher, but for most of us 60-hour weeks aren’t unusual the rest of the year—anyway, on the way home a bunch of turkeys were crossing F Avenue just a little south of Old Marion Road.
“Are they all hens?” she asked.
I’m no turkey expert, but I think so. In fact, one bird was bigger than the others, while the rest, while they appeared to be adult sized, looked younger and smaller. I speculate that mom may have been walking with her now grown chicks, though that it speculation.
It’s very normal to see turkeys in Cedar Rapids, but I usually see them near C Avenue or along Brentwood Drive—along streets that are adjacent to woods and a stream bed. These F Avenue birds were not terribly near any such “wild” area.
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