Today is the opening day of Turkey hunting in our neck of the woods.
My husband was up at 4:30 this morning and even made his own coffee. He then went to sit outside in the woods and wait.
Turkeys can fly. Did you know that?
They roost (I almost typed roast, ha ha!) up in trees at night and then sail down through the air in the morning.
That's what he's waiting for.
He's got some wings he made so he can imitate the sound of a flying turkey, in hopes that it will attract another one, he's got some little wood thing that looks like a toy, and it makes this loud screechy noise that apparently is supposed to sound like a female turkey.
Why am I telling you all this?
I have no idea.
I guess it's just what's going on around here today.
Happy Turkey day.
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It's turkey season here too, and a lady at my church asked, shouldn't turkey season be around Thanksgiving? I said, "I don't know, but that's a good question." Maybe it's Turkey season during that time at Plymouth Rock! LOL!
So interesting. I guess I just kind of figured that turkey hunting happened in the fall. If he gets a turkey will you eat now, or wait til November?
Isn't it interesting to see men living out their God-given drives?
I look at the desires to hunt, provide, build and create - and all that goes into them, like making the wings, to make the sound, to attract the turkey - and I think, I'm glad he wants to do that, 'cuz I sure don't!
Truly, we are created differently. And I see that so clearly when I look at my sons.
But God knew what He was doing, and I trust Him.
Have a wonderful weekend!
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