August 5, 2026

Good morning!

It’s Wednesday. No sooner had the rain stopped yesterday than three momma turkeys finally decided to introduce their brood to the cafeteria beneath our feeder. We hadn’t had any turkeys for so long, I was starting to think they’d forgotten about us.

They spent several minutes pecking through the empty shells on the search for goodies, the young ones getting distracted and chasing one another before returning to the feeder and doing their best to imitate the adults. And then they all moved on.

But now we can hope that they’ll return tomorrow.

“Every generation needs regeneration.”

—Charles Spurgeon

Onwards,

Clara