it began with turkeys in the fog

i told myself last night that today i would get up at a decent morning hour, do the laundry, and do some studying for work.
but my house was cold and my bed was warm and some crazy woman phoned me at 830am and asked me round for tea.

and thus i found myself brushing off all thoughts of studying to drive in my car along a quaint country road, marvelling at the fall trees and turkeys.

my friend trudy is crazy. but she has the most delicious laugh. i arrived at her house before 10am to find her with a roasting dish full of cookie dough. she works casually at the hospital with me, she has a husband, 4 kids, a dog, 5 cats (she tried to get me to take the kitten home), 2 cows, 2 horses, 2 pigs, a rooster named Big Red, and a whole lot of crazy chickens.
i played with her youngest son. he's 4 and very shy except when talking about his chickens and/or his chickens playing in the horse poo!
i played with the cats. yes, i did.
i played with the chickens.
i played with the walnuts under the walnut tree and didnt even get hit by a falling nut!
as the sun began to come out, i was sent home, happy, with a bag of pears from their pear tree.
now i shall make pear pie!