Tuesday, Jan. 29th
Hooper had had a Classic morning, knocking things around, and off of shelves. ("Hooper, down!" Hooper, get down!") They are both more relaxed, with Daisy elsewhere. |
| Annabelle was taking it easy. |
Hubby did the driveway with the snowblower. He had Meals on Wheels to dispatch. Off he went.
☎️Still no phone, it's rather strange. I phoned Ma Bell from my client's house, we're out until Friday, by 10 p.m. (It was Thursday, but they delayed it another day.) It's been off since Tuesday, Jan. 22. After another storm!
The irony is, Bell is marketing their Let's Talk campaign. I'm sitting on hold, listening to their promotion, getting anxious, hoping they'd just get on to it. My anxiety levels are up, with rehoming Daisy. It's part of my issues. I went home and took some meds for it. #ironic
"Mental health affects us all. Let's work toward ending the stigma. #BellLetsTalk"
After I shoveled the walk, I ambled down to the forest. Can you see them in the tree, in the middle of the photo? They seemed a bit disgruntled.
I was headed to the tree, in the middle ground, far right. The trailcam sits there, and faces away from me, into the forest beside the wetland.
Here, look closer. Several wild turkeys.
I took a video, just for fun. They didn't seem too concerned about me. I wondered if the coyote was about?
turkeys 1 from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
Back up to the house, pretty tired from navigating a snow cover of 30 cm, I uploaded the photos from the trailcam at the end of the meadow. You'll note the time stamp, 25 minutes before I arrived, when I was at the house doing the snow. It was on the run, snow flying.
I wasn't done with turkeys. I came home from my client's house, and found them eating the cracked corn I'd put on the ice on the driveway for traction. Gone!
turkeys from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
