A Wild Turkey hen and poults foraging along a gravel trail.
They really seem to like the ripening wineberries (Rubus phoenicolasius), and so do I!
Our large population of "Wild" Turkeys has produced a bumper crop of chicks this year, even in spite of the Cooper Hawks that patrol the airways and the coyotes that prowl the meadows. The successful veteran hens have learned that there's safety in numbers, and group their individual families together. It's not unusual to see three hens accompanied by 15 poults strolling the preserve.
I've had a difficult time getting a good image of the aggregated groups so far. If I take out my camera to take a shot, they warily move into tall vegetation. However, once the hens get hungry and come to the birdseed that I put out for them, the poults will soon follow and become more comfortable in my presence. If tradition holds, by autumn the adolescent poults will practically knock on the back door for food.