A photo slideshow of Tangletown turkeys. The shots were taken by Kristin Johnson and edited by Jodi Aasmundrud. Here’s a poem about the turkeys …

The Turkeys of Tangletown
by Kristin F. Johnson

The nine turkeys of Tangletown
Fly up with ease
To sleep high in branches 
Of Wentworth’s trees.

By daylight, these birds
Wander the ‘hood.
They own the avenues;
It’s understood.

These fowl beasts
Are sometimes on Pleasant.
But you’ll only see turkeys
Never a pheasant.

The turkeys of Tangletown
Leave turkey tracks
Waddling through snow dunes
Looking for snacks.

Gobble.
Gobble.
Gobble.

If those nine birds 
Trot down your street,
Know the turkeys of Tangletown
Are not to eat.

Why do these turkeys
Live in this ‘hood?
Is someone plumping birds
That they never should?