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Don't Confuse Hospitality with Endurance

A coffee with the horsesI've always liked that phrase. And, at our place, on our 40 acres, it fits.

Our daily company is growing ... and the word is out that we are kind to creatures who show up at our door. Like the wild turkeys. Meleagris gallopavo. 

You can set your watch by them. Knowing we begin feeding exactly at 4:00 p.m., (which is actually 3:00 p.m. as we don't change our clocks...) they arrive, one by one.

Wild turkeys sneaking in 

At first, they stuck out like a sore thumb.

And our roosters were leary ... wondering if they would woo our hens.

Wild turkeys feeding with rabbits and chickens 

But after the first day, they fit in and came and left with little fanfare.

Wild turkeys eating with rabbits 

That was months ago.

Wild turkeys eating with rabbits and chickens in the snow 

Now, the beautiful birds are here to stay. Considering us home.

Wild turkeys make themselves at home 

And why not ... they are God's creature. Beautiful. And wonderfully made.

Wild turkey rainbows 

Right down to the tail feathers.

Wild turkey tails 

So for now, the fowl are not calling foul.

Although I still haven't figured out how they all know to gobble at precisely the same second.

Wild turkeys in the barnyard 

Even with the gobble, all is well with our roosters.

Rooster in the snow 

And their bigger, loftier cousin.

Wild turkeys walking in the snow 

Until tomorrow, as always, God willing.