As I watch a bush turkey wobble its fat bottom on the fence in my backyard, I am reminded how much I have to be thankful for.
This year, I've had the opportunity to go diving with sharks, hike over volcanoes, and have adventures with family and friends on both sides of the equator.
I'm with someone who makes me laugh, who isn't terrified by my bursts of weirdness, AND who celebrates me, and my writing, every day.
I have the time, and the courage, to write. And finally, I'm doing it. And loving every minute.
However, I am not thankful for the bush turkeys that crash through our saplings and peck over my leftovers at our favorite cafe. Too bad we aren't supposed to eat them: it's too hot for turkey, anyway.
That's so funny that you have bush turkey's there...in the middle of the city.
ReplyDeleteHOWWWW did I not know that you went diving with Sharks!?!?!? One of your biggest fears?? Where are the pictures of this??????
I know... I'm constantly wondering why the Australians don't eat them. Probably because they'd taste like trash. Sadly, no pictures of me with the sharks, as we didn't have the right camera for it. You'll just have to take my word for it. ;)
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