Monday, November 20, 2006

Monday Morning

















When a turkey struts during courtship, he poofs up all his feathers, his face turns blue, and his caruncle, snood and wattle get bright red; his snood grows long and droops over his beak, too! You can learn more about the turkey
here.

Tomorrow our turkeys are going to be butchered. I'll be glad the work is done, but I'll miss their "AR-AR-AR" in the backyard everytime they see me!

















If the day goes well, we could finish combining the corn. Harvest will be done, and we will all sigh with relief.

Time to run! I need to read my Bible, knit a row on my prayer afghan, and do a few stretches before the school day begins. Blessings!

Jean
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1 comment:

Donna Boucher said...

I think for your turkey's,
it is really....
time to run!