Carol and I live in a big house. It used to house all of our children who have now moved on raising families of their own, so we have all this space to ourselves now. We're deep in the woods with a half mile drive to the mailbox on a small primitive lake. We love it. She has her office right at home and I have the entire lower floor to myself, well along with the furnace, washer, dryer, ect. But the majority of the basement is finished and there is a nice large bedroom, bath, and my man cave area that used to be the children's game room.
So I'm sipping coffee and rambling, anyway as I was making the coffee I looked out the front and saw deer wandering through in the snow, to the north of the house there are turkeys in the trees roosting, and out back turkeys are sitting on my fence and bird feeding station waiting for me to bring out the goodies. They're starving. We have a lot of deep snow with layers of thick ice. They cannot get down their regular food, so the folks around the lake are al feeding them.
I am reminded of a book I once read. "A Sand County Almanac". If you can find it, it's a good read.
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/210 ... ty_Almanac
