Thursday, June 18, 2020

Talking Turkey

This summer I have come to a walking agreement with Tom, Mom, and the Young Turks. I don't see them as often as last year, but occasionally we cross paths in the Wild Area. The agreement came about serendipitously on our first encounter. I was walking one afternoon in the Wild Area when suddenly the whole family flushed out of hiding, and I was surrounded by wings. Tom, headed for the trees. (He still does whenever we meet. Macho man!) Mom flew a few yards and settled back down out in the open, and several of the Young Turks joined her. I was about twenty yards away, and she just looked at me and gave me a lecture in Gobbly-gook. I am even less proficient in Gobbly-gook than I am in Catonese, but I got the message. So, I turned and walked away in the other direction from her and the Turks. Now, whenever we meet up, she just gives me the same talking to, and I turn and walk in another direction while she and the Young Turks continue on their way. Tom still heads for the trees, but the rest tolerate my presence--at a distance and headed in a different direction. In fact, I can be headed in the same direction as long as I'm a couple paths over. I hope the agreement lasts all summer. Maybe by August we'll be talking turkey.

Green June

Update at The Acres and Beyond
First, the confession. I haven't even pretended to do any work so far this week. So much to do . . . Sometime I will at least get started. I have three beds that need re-doing and, at least, a little mulching. I'll do it--probably. Some of it . . . probably. A little bit of it anyway . . . probably. I am, of course, getting my walks and my moments at rest on the top of the hill. Alas.
The last two rains seem to have been the catalyst for the fields along the backroads to perk up. Yep, things are starting to come up--"things" being soy beans and corn. As you know, I love to cruise the backroads and check things out. Green is the color of June. Not much else is going on--but, ah, does green have its colors. To just say "green," seems unworthy. There's soy bean green, corn green, varieties of tree green, more field greens than you can count, pine tree greens. "Green." The Creator must have a separate--huge--palette just for His greens. If I was an artist, I could give you the name of all the greens--but I'm not. So, the world is magnificently "green" in Morrow County and The Acres. Best I can do--use your imagination. Or go for a walk and count the "greens."
The Acres are pretty much dried up--so rain must be coming. The cool breeze of country is always at work--especially pleasing on humid days. The Toad Bass Choir is in full voice in the evenings. The morning symphony is a cacophony as usual--beautiful. It's as if they were having a soloist competition, but everyone had to sing at the same time. No choir director at work here. Unity of purpose, praise for a new day--harmony, not so much.
The last iris has bloomed--well, at least, until re-blooming time in the fall. It is beautiful!!! (join me Saturday for a walk and I'll show it to you) It is, however, not anything like I expected!! Mind must be going--well, faster than normal anyway. Though I did get three books read since Sunday (Started a new one, today.) and added a memorized poem to my summer collection (26 now!) And wrote a little bit on facebook. So the mind is not completely gone! The day lilies are starting to take over now. There will be a wondrous variety there as well--now it's mainly just yellows and peaches. Always a few other things as well.
Life in the slow lane is a marvelous thing. The world can "offer me its busyness" all it wants--I'm not buying. Or selling.
By this time in the summer, the days no longer exist--it's always just today. It's a good thing The Acres aren't paid for or I might just disappear forever into a life of Today. Probably not--the Lord's calling is impossible to resist.
Pictures Saturday of this week's walks through The Acres. Love you all. Embrace the green!

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