The West Seattle turkey
There have been multiple sightings of a fine looking turkey wandering around West Seattle. Gobbling. I read about it on the West Seattle community blog, where people are posting pictures.
There's no lack of commenting experts on that blog, and the turkey experts say gobbling means it's a male looking for love. He's also begging for peanuts and treats to console himself, so I wouldn't be surprised if he drops by our wild kingdom.
Along with the birds, we have an elusive possum and new baby rabbits hopping around the yard. So it looks like my friends "Peter" and "Cotton" have been busy.
The weather tuned showery, misty and cool. We're not complaining. The west coast is always grateful for moisture.
From the bedroom window the garden looks like a wet green jungle. Not much is blooming at the moment; it's that little pause between spring and early summer. When it warms up again the roses and peonies will be glorious this year. So many buds ready to open.The compost? But we might not see 70 degrees until June.
The power must have gone out last night. We were awakened at 4:30 am by a harsh buzzing (John's backup alarm) instead of the Chopin track he has cued on the clock radio CD player. Now the microwave is blinking at me, but that will have to wait until he gets home. I'm hopeless with those things.
A quiet weekend ahead for us. Yea, I'm finally caught up on the vacation laundry.
Have a nice one.
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