Turkey Day Fowl

A declaration was made in my house by my daughter: no turkey for Thanksgiving dinner. Dag-nab-bit. She has become such a poultry lover since we moved to the farm and got baby chicks. Little fluffy, precious, peep-y baby chicks. So what shall we have for a main dish? That remains to be seen. She recommended that we make a tofu dish and shape it like a turkey.
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  1. Bonnie says:

    Love your blog. I agree with your husband about the turkey on the table. My eight year old granddaughter is a vegetarian . Parents and siblings are not. We continue our traditions in regards to meat on the table. We are respectful of her choice to not eat meat. She will not eat tofu, so we offer her veggie burgers. She’s happy and so are we.

  2. Adrienne says:

    Your chickens are beautiful and I can see why your sweet daughter doesn’t want any form of poultry for Thanksgiving. How about a small turkey roast for your darling husband and a celebration roast (vegan and yummy) for the wimmin folk?

  3. Meredith says:

    Must have homemade pecan pie for Thanksgiving! I only fix and eat it 2 times a year…Thanksgiving & Christmas! A real must have for this Southern gal!

  4. Gail Quarles says:

    I truly relate, one busy Sunday when I was 5,my mother killed and cooked my BFF chicken, all unknowing.. I could not eat, and when questioned, my mother was horrified and cried in the kitchen! I have never been able to eat my friends,( not tough enough, like you) but strangely, I don’t mind about those I don’t know! I love fried chicken! Happy Thanksgiving..

  5. Sukochi Lee says:

    Oh, my. You have Rock Star chickens. The hat head Polish look like rock stars. Check out Over The Rainbow Quilt Shop newsletter. She has all sorts of chickens, goats, alpacha, ducks, and geese. her pictures are awesome. Her rock star chicken was named Rod Stewart!!

  6. Leslie says:

    My feeling is that if I don’t know it, and it doesn’t have a name…it’s OK to eat. which is why I will probably never eat chickens or cows I ever own…or which some day I hope to own. Turkeys are not on my list of fowl I ever expect to own so Thanksgiving is safe for me.
    If I can buy it on styrofoam covered in plastic wrap without a name or face…it’s OK…hypocrite and suburban child of the 60s that I am.

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Favorite Farm Day

I received the sweetest email from Tracy in Florida. Shall I spare you the flattery contained therein? (Flattery gets you everywhere.) Well, maybe for the beginning of this post. Further on, well, no indeed, I shall not spare you. I shall boldly and unabashedly and without humility, BASK in the flattery. Cause I love it.

But for now. Let me just share with you the question she asked that really really really REALLY got me to thinking.
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  1. Maria says:

    I am a city girl who one day next year will become a farm girl (watch out! lol). But I did have my first bona fide farm weekend a few days ago and I have to say that probably my favorite farm day was having a big family meal… or the day we went combining at night… or the day we drive through the countryside to see the colored leaves…this can go on and on. 🙂

  2. Billie Jo (Kuntryattic) says:

    Tats such a great story. I love living on a farm. I couldn’t imagine any other life.

  3. Great post! I remember being taught as a girl that every day contains something special if only you will pay attention.

  4. Sandy says:

    Aaaaaah, sounds sooooo good! Love the pictures of your stunning area. My favorite day this year? The day my daughter gave birth to a healthy boy after the last one died after two hours. So sad. But now three wonderful healthy grandsons who light up every day. So my favorite day since the birth is any day I see the grandsons and get hugs and kisses. Love your blog!

  5. Sherry says:

    What a great post. I love reading your blogs…although it makes me homesick for my own farm. Thanks…my favorite day so far this year, Any day I get to stay home and hang out with my critters. Ducks, chickens and goats. I don’t have enough room for the big animals…so I make due.

  6. loreta says:

    That was just lovely, just perked my day up. We are fixing to go get a few hens to go with our roosters.

  7. Adrienne says:

    You do have a wonderful life and I know you realize how blessed you are. Play for the church as you are gifted.
    My best day was finding out I am cancer-free after two years. That means everything as it affects my health, my attitude and my life. Now I can concentrate on helping others.

  8. Diana Henretty says:

    Oh my, thank you so much for reminding me that every day holds so many special things. I used to post each blessing on my dry erase board so I could see it in my kitchen, or write them in my journal at the end of the day.
    We dont live on a farm, but we see so much beauty right here on the edge of our little town called Noel, and it all blesses our hearts each day.
    Hugs from the Ozarks …….Diana

  9. Nancy J says:

    Wow…I really enjoyed this post…It has me thinking about my "favorite" day of the year…I can honestly say I dont have one, I have many…for, you see, any day I can share it with my adult children, grandbabies, family & friends is the "Best" day…We are SO BLESSED!!!!

  10. Betty Stone says:

    I’ve dreamed your dream also. I sometimes wonder if 71 years is too late to start on a trek like yours. My grandparents were farmers and some of the best times of my life were spent with them in their two room home with no running water and no "facilities." Grandpa was a farmer who farmed with horses at first and I remember that he had two teams and worked them alternate days. He finally got a tractor and was so pleased with that. Grandma took care of chickens in a brooder house and I can remember her herding the little chicks over to the big hen house when they were old enough. Days were simpler then.

  11. Kimberley Cook says:

    That was wonderful! I am a transplanted Yankee who certainly does not miss the cold or the snow. Okay, so maybe I miss the light dusting of snow for the week of Thanksgiving and Christmas, but that’s it. However, reading your descriptions of your experince(s) was a true joy. It’s encouraging to see people being thankful for their day.

  12. Jill says:

    Although my email says "farm", it is really just he old farmhouse with an old coop and carriage house. I wish there was a horse and carriage. THAT would be my favorite day EVER. Or the day my bees finally make enough honey to share with all my friends. But yesterday I had dinner with all 3 if my children and 4 grandchildren for the 1st time ever. One child just moved 3000 miles to be closer to his parents and his kids Grandma and Grandpa. Sweet.

  13. Denise says:

    Love looking back at the appreciation moments of this year. I have more than one day too, most revolve around my son. He graduated high school winning two huge awards, finished his exams, he’s been offered a place in his university of choice doing a paramedic course. My husband finishing his nursing training and gaining employment in this field, and him looking forward to going to work every day. My daughter finishing a month long athletic competition, as one of six finishers out of an original 30; and for me finding online community with like minded ladies, filling a big void on my life. So my favorite days are still happening and I’m very thankful for each one. Truly blessed

  14. Suzanne Atkin says:

    My favorite day on the ranchet in Peoria, Arizona was the day I brought my beautiful chesnut Saddlebred mare home from the stables where I had been learning to ride English and I had been boarding her. We made a make shift coral for her till we could add on to the existing 4 other stalls with a shade and water on tap. It was a lovely 2 1/2 acre plot with a guest house, tack room and hay barn I shared with my new husbands daughter, a student of Army Veterananian medicine. As a child I rode a stick horse till I was 12 and my Dad had had enough and threw him away. I dreamed of someday having my own horse at home and finally the day had arrived. The second best day was the calm sunny morning after a wild windy storm the night before where my Sweet Thing was in the throws of foaling and was able to stop her contractions until conditions were right for our new little colt to come into the world. There he was. All fluffy and new with legs a mile long and perfect diamond mark on his forehead and milk still dripping from his whiskers. My husband called in to say he was on matternity leave for the day as we had just been blessed with a new member of the family. We spent the next few precious hours on our knees loving and rubbing and photographing this wondrous creature and of course, his Mom who graciously shared him with us. Babies are such a blessing that reminds us of our mortality and our ongoing responsibility to care for and nurture these magnificent animals we have been given dominion over.
    I thank you for reminding me of the good old days.

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