This month is a big one for my family. Not only are we celebrating my older daughter’s 14th birthday (HOLLA!) but that very same day marks five years since we first moved to Maine!
A Trip Down Memory Lane: Rejected Houses Edition
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A turkey named Wilbur.
A normal person who moved into a house where wild turkeys wandered the backyard might be inclined to ignore them until they went away. A normal person, once these turkeys disappeared, might describe the parting as fortunate. But since moving into our house, replete with flock of wild turkeys, my family and I have done our darnedest to bond with these big birds.
Ever wonder what you’d look like as a bird?
Maybe not, but I have. Living with a wonder-conure named Kiwi, as well as 4 lively chickens, I think about birds a lot of the time. This past weekend my family and I were tooling about Portland (MAINE) when we came upon the funniest portrait ever.
