It seems it's a week for turkey content

My morning meeting with my senior technology leadership team was interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Um… Do you own two turkeys?”

Our feathered explorers had wandered into the neighborhood across the street and down the road.

Once they lose sight of the house or barn, these two knuckleheads don’t seem to have any clue how to find their way back home. They spotted me with an expression of turkey-relief and gladly let me walk them back.

Thankfully, we have lovely neighbors, who thought it was all highly amusing to see me herding these two bright sparks back to the farm. I’m sure we’ll be the source of (more) stories around the dinner table this evening.

"Can we go for a ride?"

In the last few weeks, the tom has really grown into his snood & red coloring. Although his head will go from deep red to a bright blue, depending on his mood (and I have no idea really what either mean…). They remain deeply curious about whatever we’re doing when we’re out in the yard, and likely to come right up to you. No aggression at all… just inscrutable turkey curiosity.

Playing catch-up

It's been a while since I've had that magical combination of inspiration, energy and time to write anything much. But in the past few months, I've had both the 

 The tally for the last 90 day stretch includes:

• Leaving my job
• Throwing a farewell blow-out backyard pig roast 
• Growing 'unemployment beard'
• Stacking rocks & masterminding several clambakes on the northern shores of Maine
• Hosting an intimate starlit dinner of homemade charcuterie & home grown victuals
• Starting both kids in new schools
• Starting a new job
• Transporting 3 live pigs a hundred miles to their new home
• Selling our house in Massachusetts
• Buying a house in Maine
• Moving a shit-ton of household goods onto a truck
• Unpacking a half-shit-ton of things into a new house. And realizing we have too much stuff. 
• (the other half are still in their boxes. And will likely stay that way for another 6 months)
• Putting a dog down
• Burying one pig in the new backyard after a Death Of Mysterious Cause
• Shipping a new puppy up from Atlanta
• Starting renovation of our new house

  The above list is more or less in order. Note that we moved the pigs to Maine BEFORE we had bought a new house. 

I will write more about a few of these over the coming days. We're well settled into our new adventure up in the great white north (there was snow yesterday. Seriously. Snow. Holy shit.) 

But for now, this is me, stacking rocks.  

I have mad skilz. ovinm