Every morning on my way into work, a couple of blocks from our house, I come across these guys. There are 2 flocks of wild turkeys that cross the road every morning. A group of wild turkeys is called a flock and a group of domestic turkeys is called a rafter. Some mornings I go slow past them and other mornings and some evenings I have to stop and wait for them to continue. Unlike the domestic turkeys that are used for food, wild turkeys are beautiful with all of the subtle colors. The black feathers have an iridescent quality to them and the tail feathers have brown highlights on the ends. There are also white feathers with black spots and blue and red skin on their necks and heads. Prismacolor black pens with Holbein watercolors in a Stillman and Birn sketchbook.