I’ve posted before about the huge flock of wild turkeys I see nearly every day on my way home from work. Some of them seem to be the size of small deer or very large dogs. And now they’re even bigger: Spring is working its hormonal magic on them.

The males are displaying. Puffing themselves up to more than twice their size; physically displaying their prowess as mates and leaders. The big guys look just like the traditional Thanksgiving turkeys that we remember from childhood. The inspiration for generations of hand-turkeys that found their way to hundreds of thousands of refrigerators and classroom walls. The only turkeys we ever knew about before we were aware of their pale, imprisoned cousins.

Hand turkeys. In real life. As fun in adulthood as they were when we were kids. How cool is that?