Into the Wild (Suburbs)

Sometimes it’s hard to remember that I live a mere 30 minutes outside downtown San Francisco, when in my neighborhood there is so much unexpected wildlife for a suburb.  An eclectic symphony of bird calls wakes me each morning, horses whinny off and on during the afternoon, crickets roar at night fall and coyotes howl at the rising moon.

Last week I was anticipating my cat’s daily desperate request to go into the backyard, when I found him surprisingly frozen at the open door, refusing to move outside.  I’d never seen that before and was confused.  “Come on!  Let’s go!”  I said to him.  But his body remained still, save for his head which turned ever so slightly back toward the safety of the living room.  He was NOT interested in going out, that was clear.

“Ok, then, as you wish!” I said, and made my way alone out to the back with a cup of coffee in hand, closing the door behind me.  As I sat down at the patio table, I noticed something dark move in the backyard, just beyond the pool.  What the??  It was a wild turkey, strutting clear across the yard and then coming straight up to the patio near me.  I couldn’t believe it was in our yard.  I reached for my cell phone to take a photo, at which point he finally noticed me and, in a clumsy flurry, flew off through the trees, hitting countless branches and leaves along his way.

On the road below ours, a neighbor displays this sign on his mailbox:

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He isn’t kidding!

I love it here.

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