turkeys and tullerian

Topping the hill to the monastery — about fifteen bronze turkeys stark against the yellow rags of the Barnes meadow, five toms fanning and thumping and strutting while their wives, oblivious, poked and peered like women in the produce aisle.  Proof of spring coming, just when we had despaired of seeing anything springlike before April.

If your cow gets ringworm, and they do, try mustard on the lesions.  She’ll lick it off, of course, but try anyway; it worked on D1, and it seems to have worked on Sweetheart, too — or maybe it was the homeopathic tullerian, or both.

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