When we returned home, we unpacked our loot, had lunch, and began a little housekeeping. I was dumping dust, dirt and dog hair into the trash can under the kitchen sink and happened to look up and out the window. A car had pulled over in front of the house and its occupants were looking at me. Or so I thought. Upon further inspection, here is what they were looking at:
I called my husband, "Turkeys in the yard! Turkeys in the yard" and thinking quickly he brought his camera with our brand new telephoto lens. We quietly opened the front door and he began shooting. Thank goodness for the new lens!
Too bad we just ordered our Christmas turkey from the co-op.
It continues to pour...I am thankful for a warm and cozy house, warm doggie animals, a well-stocked refrigerator, and the classical music station broadcasting from Paris, France. And, of course, a husband who can dash outside in the rain for some fun photos. Nice job, sweetie.
Happy Friday, friends.