Wild Turkey's

The season is still passing into winter. Which literally means no snow has stuck to the ground yet! Thank goodness.  But it is cold.

I don't care.  My car is warm and I have warm boots and a huge jacket.  I snuggled into my jacket, warmed up my car and headed for the Idaho Writer's League meeting this morning. Romance writer Bonnie Paulson was on the agenda.  WOW!  That girl is awesome! She has a relaxed style that invites the audience to ask questions and her understanding of the e-book format industry was worth warming the car up for.

I have to confess that I was late to the meeting.  In fact in a very packed room there was only one chair left and I grabbed it.  Why was I late?  I got distracted by a flock of wild turkeys. No, really.  A flock of wild turkeys was feeding on the ground and  I wanted to see how close I could get to them taking pictures.  Here's my proof.

O.K. so I admit I was the one who chickened out and left first.  The turkey's were interested in their food and frankly I didn't want them deciding I looked tasty.

So after the meeting, with my warm coat off and my mind filled with wonderful thoughts, President Faye Higbee invited the writer's group into the dinning room for lunch. Following through a huge set of double doors and picking up my red plate and bowl, I stood staring at a table laden with choices. But, all I could think was it was a good thing that flock hadn't been invited to join our meeting because turkey stew sat steaming in a huge crock pot!

Yum !  It was good!