This morning a friend instructed me to spend today day drinking tea and reading. We hung up the phone laughing over the unlikeliness of that happening. Meditating over the fact that we have taken off three and a half of the past six weeks, we had a proper school day today. No sick day for me. I did manage to curl up on my bed with a new book for about half an hour late in the afternoon. I had so many thoughts running through my head all day that I found myself taking notes, wanting to be able to come back and really write it all out here. Of course the end of the day is when my throat closes and my head gets heavy with this illness, so I’ll have to save all these serious thoughts of mine for another time.
We’ve been letting our chicks out in the run during the day. If we don’t remember to usher them back into the henhouse in the evening before dark, we find them huddled around the ramp that leads inside. I don’t know why they don’t take the extra steps to go on inside. I love feeling for their little feathered bodies in the dark, counting off from one to seventeen as I place them inside the house and tell them goodnight.
The biggest excitement today was without a doubt the male turkey that we spotted walking up through the back yard to the front and then around the garden. Everyone shouted for me to grab my camera, but I didn’t want to miss watching him. I am fascinated by wild turkeys, I guess because those that we see around our house here (mainly during mating season) are the first and only that I’ve seen in my life. This was the second tom I’ve seen in the past week. Someone asked about the eggs yesterday: shouldn’t a mama turkey be sitting on them? Yes, she should. We were worried by the stray cracked eggs along our path too. We did hear a female turkey call in the area, so hopefully we had just scared her off, and she’ll be back. I don’t want to check, for fear of bothering her. We’ll hope for the best. Maybe we’ll wait a month and then go check for evidence that the eggs hatched?
I picked flowers this evening. They made Larkspur happy. There are bachelor buttons, both white and crimson clover, cilantro flowers, buttercups, and a bit of grass thrown in as well.