Turkeys, that is.
This flock has been in the northern Scottdale area and were getting blown about as they attempted to claw down to the corn stubble with feathers fluffed up for warmth.
I spent a few hours, mainly in the pines at Sarett, but some time below the nature center where this Tree Sparrow perched up.
In the dark overcast I had to shoot at half my normal shutter speed between heartbeats.
A brief bit of sun a few mornings ago at Tiscornia made for some nice light, but the birds were south of the piers and weren't really coming over for decent shots. These goldeneye weren't really at an ideal angle but they were the best I managed.
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Boy, the feet of those Rex Ryans must be very cold...
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