Paul's House Diary

Rather than look up at architecture for this post, I pointed the camera down to–safely, from a distance–share some snaps of the multi-generational bird families that share my block. 

Turkeys have become prevalent across the Boston metro, but my corner of Brighton seems to be especially hospitable. A few years back, parades of turkeys marching alongside Green Line trains and Blue Bikes seemed novel; they also used to seem much angrier and more threatening (to a point; on multiple occasions, I spotted a lone turkey pekking at its own reflection in the passenger side of a Mini Cooper off Egremont Road). 

Today’s turkeys–at least how I experience them–are more akin to pigeons, with much less bluster and a seeming willingness to cohabitate with me and the neighbors, making way when folks come down the sidewalk rather than pouncing en masse. 

Geese are another feathered feature of my neighborhood, although their domain is restricted mostly to the footpaths and ball fields by Chestnut Hill Reservoir. 

Both groups are seeing their ranks expand this season, and I caught a few pictures of the new arrivals roaming the streets this past week on one of my regular strolls. I also captured some early-morning shots of the water birds that I see frequently during the warmer months on my lap around the reservoir.

The TL;DR? We’ve got some big birds here in Brighton. While these “little dinosaurs” used to freak me out, we’ve all seemed to warm up to each other over the years and enjoy a respectable co-existence these days. 

Stepping out the front door…

Down by The Res…