something to think about.
(you cant fly like eagles if you hang with turkeys.)
the turkey is a pretty bird but they can only fly so high.and they cant go where eagles dare.
dont get me wrong I like turkeys I have had a few as friends.one was a tom called goober and he was the nicest bird.loveing and kind.he was my grandsons friend to.TJ was only a little boy and the turkey took TJ under his wing and would follow the kid every where.if TJ would get too far the turkey would stand in front and not move.guess he knew TJ was little and needed watching.goober loved to be hugged and would get all happy and fluff up with the atention.but goober never flew.he just walked around and strutted his stuff.guess he didnt know he could fly.my step mother raised him form a egg and goober thought he was some thing other then what he was.he was loved and he had a good life.but he didnt become what he was suppose to.and in a way that is sad.
posted by Leann | 9:35 AM
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Beautiful photo of the turkeys. And, yes, if we don't use our potential, it is sad. My mother majored in voice at Oklahoma University, but I never remember her singing, even in the choir.
My son had a pet turkey too and it also followed him everywhere.
Your comment about Goober not reaching his full potential really made me think.
Have I reached mine??
Thanks for a thoughtful post Leann.
Love, Bev
I love the sweet, lovely flowers on the ground =)
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