I’m at my computer; admiring a lot of your lovely blogs, and I noticed out my living room window- a herd of turkeys passing through.
- Edit: (I was just informed by a friend on facebook that it is a FLOCK, not a herd! ahha, oops!)
Wild Turkeys – Taken through my living room window.
Yesterday, I had a meeting with my son’s teacher about an upcoming move we are going to be experiencing.
LIFE IS AN ADVENTURE.
As I’m waiting in the office, it felt like I was a kid again, back in school. It’s not like I have memories of nervously waiting to be seen by administration; but if I did, it would’ve felt like I felt yesterday.
I really adore the school that my son attends. They have a great rating, wonderful teachers & staff, and lovely kids & parents.
I have some slight trepidation; because we are moving from a small town, into the city, located three hours away. There are plenty of reasons for the move, but only one fear comes to mind.
I feel, that his new school will be more rough around the edges.
I’m not green to city life; albeit, not New York City life, but a well populated area, nonetheless.
I know cities can be more harsh. Not that, people struggle more or less in either environment; but when you add people on top of people, the dynamics start to shift.
I truly believe, everything will be fine. Paxton’s teacher said he’ll do great. She said, “… he is a lovable boy, with a big heart!” Gotta admit, she’s right!
She also said that he’s impulsive.
I have no idea where he gets that from?!
So this morning when the *flock* of wild turkeys came through my backyard, I ran and grabbed my camera.
I produced this one picture looking out my window, before I realized I would have to switch lenses to get a closer shot.
I count 13, I really do.
I change my lens; and I think, I’ll quietly creep out the front door and walk around to the back. (Right; quietly creep, when there are all those crunchy leaves on the ground.)
Little did I know, about ten more turkeys were loitering through the side yard.
They noticed me, and took off in flight. Their wings were flapping so loud, alerting all the other birds that “danger” was near.
Really, turkey, you should be so lucky I was going to shoot you with my camera; just wait till the hunters find ya!
The only decent pic I got outside.
In conclusion, I should not have been so impulsive. I could’ve just changed lenses and shot through my window. The results would’ve been better than they turned out to be. Grrrrr.. Duly noted.