Alberta-British Columbia Boundary.

That was cruel. Now my middle aches from laughing so much.

This morning my resident Turkey came for a hand out.

This is the Female Bird.
She has become quite friendly.

June, Here is a Picture of what you were talking about earlier.
This is what I call a Tin of Salmon in Brine.
The walls of this Tank is 30 mm thick.
It is made all in one piece.
Why can't we make them like this ?

I can't get close to our wild turkeys, and can only photograph them through the window. We put food out for them, but do not try to make them tame. They are hunted on some nearby properties and so need to keep their fear of man.

Our posts crossed. That's one impressive fish tank! If I remember rightly, the big columnar tank at the Boston aquarium is not see-through all the way round, instead the walls are concrete inset with glass or perspex windows for viewing.

They look quite large.
If you were to catch one, what woud it weigh in at.

Our posts crossed Again. ^_^

While I was taking the Pictures of the Lima Beans.
I also took this Picture of a few of My Paintings.
You have asked Me before what I Paint.
As a rule I don't show My Paintings or talk about them here on Daves Garden.
I really don't like their © rules.
In fact I think they stink.
The admin on DG leave a lot to be desired. (one person in particular)

Assuming you are referring to wild turkeys, not fish, my resident bird expert tells me that the average weight for an adult male is 16 lbs, and for the adult female 9 lbs.

Well that is quite big.
Compared to my small ones.
This is her compared to a Cockatoo.

And we crossed again. Wow, ginger, your paintings are awesome! Sorry to hear you have had some grief with admin. It happens to us all occasionally. I have learned to avoid any mention of certain subjects that may cause offense due to my opinions not being shared.

How much does a cockatoo weigh, then?

That's amazing, ginger. The flower looks as if it's growing out of the picture. Did you study botanical art?

I have never studied any Formal kind of Art.
I only did Art as a subject in year 8,9,and 10 .

This is the Male Turkey trying his luck with me.
Notice he closes his eyes when grabbing the Dog food.

I hope the turkey never mistakes your fingers for food! The only bird I've ever hand-fed was a Trumpeter swan that spent some time around our pond one summer, when she was recuperating from heat-exhaustion, and she had a blunt, leathery beak.

Great picture June.
I have never heard the word 'blunt'.
What does that refer to ?
What is the other Bird on the Jetty ?

Blunt = not sharp.
The other bird is a Canada goose.
In this pic, the birds farthest away are cormorants.

We call them 'Shags' here.

Why does the Trumpeter Swan have a Price Tag on it ?
Can you buy it for a Xmas Roast ?

This was one of the poor unfortunate Shags that miss judged one of my 'Barbed Wire Fences'.

We no longer roast our Trumpeter swans, having almost extirpated them. There is now a breeding project underway to build up the swan population, and all the birds are tagged and monitored. This one was a juvenile spending her first year away from her family. Hundreds of swans spend winter safely on the shores of Lake Ontario, but this one chose to go it alone and migrate further. She flew over the Appalachian mountains and should then have followed the Atlantic coast south. Sadly, she flew into the path of a winter storm and ended up on Long Island in New York State, where she found nothing to eat, was too weak to fly further, and so perished. Only a small percentage of the young swans survive to the breeding age of 4 or 5 years old.

Well, it's getting late and I need to rest my eyes. I'll be back in 8 or 9 hours.

Fortunately I saw it in time and let it free.

We crossed again June.
I am surprised you know so much about the history of your young Swan.
It is always sad to see them expire.

Do you have Foxes in Canada ?

I'm glad you were able to save the bird that got caught up on your fence. When I saw the first pic, I thought it was a gonner.

How I know the history of the young swan is through the number it wore. If people who see a number on a swan do an Internet search on it, they can get in contact with the Trumpeter swan breeding project staff, who keep records on the individual swans. My DH contacted the breeding project after he rescued "our" swan from a nearby farm (where it had crashed from heat exhaustion while flying in extremely hot weather) and brought it home to recuperate on our pond, where it spent the remainder of the summer. After the swan migrated, a birder on Long Island found the swan at the end of its life, researched the wing tag number, and notified the project staff. They knew we had spent some time looking after the swan earlier that year, so they notified my DH and I.

Yes, ginger, we have foxes in Canada. We also have coyotes and wolves. In Ontario, the wolves live further north than where I live, but there are foxes and coyotes in this area. In spring, foxes and coyotes search the long grass and reeds around the margins of ponds looking for goose nests full of tasty eggs. The parent geese put up a good fight, but lose. Somehow, though, a nest is always overlooked and every year I eventually see a bunch of fluffy yellow goslings and their proud parents pecking at my lawn.

The only Bird I know off that gets tagged is the Satin Bower Bird.

Do you have Bower Birds in your area, ginger? What sort of things do they collect for their bowers?

These BB live around me.
But I have not had one build a bower on my property.

That last Picture was taken at Girraween National Park.
You have already seen the link and commented on it.

This Picture was taken within our Valey.
I was not aware they ate with a knife and fork ?

Hey June, did you hear about the Quantas Plane leaving Brisvegas Airport under the control of a Jewish captain and his co-pilot who was a Chinese Canadian citizen.
It was the first time these two pilots had flown together.
An awkward silence between the two seems to indicate a mutual dislike.
And yes you guessed it, they were heading straight to Canada.
Once they reach cruising altitude, the Jewish captain activates the auto-pilot, leans back in his seat,
and mutters, 'I don't like Chinese'.
'No rike Chinese?' asks the co-pilot, 'why not?'
'You people bombed Pearl Harbor , that's why!'
'No, no', the co-pilot protests, 'Chinese not bomb Peahl Hahbah! That Japanese, not Chinese.'
'Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese....doesn't matter, you're all the same to me!'
There's a few minutes of silence.
'I no rike Jews!' the co-pilot suddenly announces.
'Oh yeah, why not?' asks the captain.
'Jews sink Titanic!' says the co-pilot.
'What? You're insane! Jews didn't sink the Titanic!' exclaims the captain, 'It was an iceberg!'
Iceberg, Goldberg, Greenberg, Rosenberg , ..no mattah...all same.

Aw, that's a very old joke! In the version I heard 30 years ago, a Jewish guy is just walking down the street and an Irish man runs up and punches him on the nose and yells, "That's for the Titanic" etc. Both versions of the joke manage to be offensive to two ethnic groups.

Getting back to birds, whatever did Bower Birds collect before there was any blue plastic around? I would think blue objects must be uncommon in the natural environment.

Talking about your Foxes in Canada.
This is one that never made it home for Breakfast.
We never see them during the day.
But spot them at night in the car head-lights all the time.

It's too bad we can't give road crossing safety seminars to wildlife. Squirrels are the worst at crossing - they dart out into the path of the car, dither in the middle of the road, suddenly change direction when they were safe and run back into danger - and then theres the thud, and you see in the rear-view mirror a little body lying motionless. I swear some of them have a death-wish.

On a happier note, I saw a beautiful red fox in my garden a few weeks ago. By the time I had gotten my camera out of its case, though, the fox was gone. At this time of year foxes are hunting for small rodents, such as meadow voles, that are active under the snow. When the snow melts, the "tunnels" that the voles made are visible as shallow, snaking runs on the surface of the lawn, and I find their spherical winter nests made of dry grass tucked into my flowerbeds.

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On the topic of dead animals, here's

THE TRUE STORY OF FLUFFY THE RABBIT
A lady I know agreed to go to her sister’s house every day to feed and exercise her sister’s dog while her sister was on vacation for a few days. Her sister left instructions not to let the dog out if the neighbour’s white rabbit, Fluffy, was out of his hutch, because she was afraid that the dog would jump the fence between the two back yards and attack the rabbit.
On day one, there was no sign of Fluffy, so the lady let the dog out to run around the yard for an hour. On day two, still no rabbit, she let the dog out again, but it was scratching at the door to be let back in after 20 only minutes. When she opened the door, she was horrified to see the dog standing there with a very dead white rabbit in its jaws.
Not only was Fluffy dead, but he was filthy, looking as if the dog had been dragging him around in the dirt. So, before returning Fluffy to his owners, she shampoo’d him, dried him with a hairdryer, and brushed his fur until he looked immaculate. Then she braced herself and carried the sad burden next door. She knocked on the door. There was no answer. Nobody was home.
Then she thought how she and the dog could escape blame. If she put Fluffy back in his hutch, the neighbors would think he had died peacefully from natural causes. She carefully arranged Fluffy in the hutch, as if he were asleep, and snuck away.
She did not mention any of this to her sister on her return from vacation, but about a week later, in conversation, she casually asked her sister, “How are the neighbours?”
“Oh!” her sister said, “They are really upset. Fluffy the rabbit died. But the worst thing was that some SICK person dug Fluffy up and put him back in his hutch.”

That gave me such a good laugh June.

I am going to give you a link to one of my old threads.
Tell me what you think of it ?
Feel free to add something if you like. ^_^

http://davesgarden.com/community/forums/t/697873/

This is another Water Dragon.
They keep running inside My Studio.

Thanks for the link to your old thread. I enjoyed the "toilet" humour! There's an outhouse in my garden, but I'm afraid to even open its door because yellowjacket wasps, and who knows what else, live in there.

Are those water dragons slow-moving, or are you an expert at catching them?

The Eastern Water Dragon is very fast.
It gets up on its hind legs and runs as fast as a human if not faster.

This is the same one as an earlier Picture.
But this time the full length is shown.

Have you ever heard of the Australian Land Mullet ?
They are extremely rare.
I feel very honoured to have glimpsed this guy long enough to take these Pictures.

You mentioned "Quart Pot Cottage" a few posts ago.
I see it is now for sale.
http://www.realestate.com.au/property-house-qld-stanthorpe-113045999
Do you have a lazy $420,000 ?
We would almost be Neighbours. ^_^

Darn, I don't have $420,000 spare at the moment, due to buying a new car. Maybe I could sell my unused outhouse to raise some cash. Any buyers?

I didn't know about the Land Mullet. I thought a Mullet was either a fish or a haircut.