I awoke at about 5:30am a tip toed over to the window for some early gazing across the landscape. Incredible. It had snowed during the night and some four legged animal was meandering through the trees. Scott snuck out of bed to stand beside me while we watched the deer as she grazed on grass peeping up through the snow.
Later that morning I spent some time in front of the wood burning stove knitting while Scott read. He is trying to finish "The Voyage of the Dawntreader" before going to the movie.
Breakfast was served . . . hot coffee, fresh fruit and eggs to order. We saw about a dozen birds wandering through the field as we sat by the window eating. We couldn't figure out what kind of feathered friends they were . . . pheasants, peacocks . . . we had no clue.
We asked our host Tom what kind of bird we were looking at. His reply . . . "Wild turkeys".
Curious. Just in time for Thanksgiving.
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