November is typically the wettest and stormiest month of the year and this one is no exception. The weather experts say we're entering a La Nina pattern, which usually means a colder winter. Oh, goody. Last year we got off scot-free with just some frost that didn't even kill the geraniums.
Will it snow in the lowlands? Well, bring it on. It's not like we're going anywhere.
That's the famous West Seattle turkey hanging out on a construction crane. He's been wandering around our neighborhoods for over a year. His picture appears frequently on the West Seattle Blog, although there hasn't been a spotting for a few months. Maybe he's hiding out for Thanksgiving?
Speaking of that, yes, I am making a turkey dinner for just the two of us. Which reminds me to make room in the fridge today for the dang thing to start defrosting. It's way too big, but the smaller Butterballs were sold out and I didn't want to go to another store. I'll make soup from the carcass and freeze the meat. Turkey enchiladas are good.
Talking to friends, I'm surprised how passionate people are about turkey. From "sublime" to "disgusting." Which brings to mind the wonderful old song by Cole Porter:
You're sublime
You're a turkey dinner
You're the time
Of the Derby winner
I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop
But if, baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top!
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