White turkeys are the ones generally sold commercially. I meant to take a picture of both the bronze and whites before, but I just have a white before and a bronze after.
And After II (yes, we cook our turkey’s upside down, it’s part of a very elaborate turkey roasting ritual my husband carries out):
Mother hen (used to be the rooster I called “sissy chicken”) and her 12 chicks out learning how to forage. She is pretty fierce if you get too close, as you can kind of see in this picture. She’s a great mother, and she does gather them under her wings, just like the scriptures say God will do for us.
I need to take more pictures of the trees here–it is so gorgeous. Yesterday we got the sod cutter rented again and took out more grass for next year’s garden. It seems counterintuitive to follow up my miserable neglected failure of this year with expanded ambitions for next year, but we feel we should try again. The first year was very fulfilling, and we did get some good out of this year’s but I was learning how to juggle the work/family/health/garden issues.