My Life with the Turkey

I think about them often.  This turkey family that showed  up in our yard one day last February.  They came everyday.  Mr. Tom Turkey all puffy and protective.  Sure I had heard that wild turkeys can be dangerous especially when protecting their mates.  That didn't stop my curiosity or deep fascination with this family.  I was charged many a time when filling my bird feeders but he never came close enough to hurt me.  He could have easily.  I was in complete awe the first time I saw these magnificent birds take flight.  Who knew how fast and how high turkeys could fly?  They never bothered our flock of chickens when they were out free ranging.  Nor did they interrupt our  son's basketball game.  They did however stop cars and delivery men in our driveway.  The neighbors felt them a nuisance. I felt so lucky to have them around.  One day in the late spring they stopped showing up.  I'm not sure what happened and I hope that they have safely moved on to another family that will cherish their visit. 

I recently watched My Life as a Turkey.  Another thing I can't stop thinking about.  Please watch it if you haven't and share your thoughts because my family is over my turkey talk!

The Waiting is Over

I began my day like most days by following my routine of writing in my gratitude journal, reading a daily devotion from Jesus Calling and then off to tackle the to do list.  I have been putting off transferring my 27,000 photos from my Mac Book to an external hard drive.  The ever present reminder that my memory was maxed lead me to start the transfer today.  As I scrolled through all the photos in just the last 12 months, it hit me like a ton of bricks.  I was waiting.  Waiting to loose weight to include myself in family photos, waiting to post nature photos until I was at the most far off and exotic destination as possible, waiting to share or write blog posts until I improved my grammar or could somehow magically become a writer. Waiting to become all those things that I am not so that I am worthy enough to share my thoughts or a peek into my life I have 27,000 photos that I took because something made me happy, or proud, or recognize a gift.  I am no longer waiting to share, or appreciate or participate.  I am worthy now, in this minute, who I am at this very second.  The waiting is over!