Around noon today, as I was feeding mesquite chunks into the firebox of the smoker and wondering what I might post in Ranch Ramblins today,  I heard the unmistakable sound of a gobbler in the distance.  Springing into action, I grabbed the spray bottle and quickly gave the pork butt a liberal basting of apple cider to keep it moist.  Striding into the house, I grabbed the camera and went out front, and there I saw these two guys.

These wild tom turkeys were in the process of courting a hen, who was situated across the creek.  It is always a joy to watch their antics, as they try to outdo one another in their quest to attract the hen.  Much like teenagers.