*New Post at Ether Capacious
Some folks down our way who ain't got enough cookin' to do on Thanksgivin' mornin' haul theyselves outa bed a dawn-thirty to race along the city boulevards dressed as turkeys.
Some of our kin wuz up to this game, so Uncle an' me hitched up the buggy early morn an' hustled into the metropolis to see what thar wuz to see. Turns out, plenty. Gobblers. Or pilgrims. Or Indians.
Turkey Tutus, too....
At wee-early hours it is COLD, blankets are understood...
The sun comes up an' what a pretty mornin'!
Lots 'o strange headgear....a Christmas light turkey head observer.
I jes' wonder...would any of y'all let a strange lady snap yore pic wif' bird on yore haid??
The coveted Turkey Trot shirt...
Chief TurkeyTrot and Tribe
Potassium breakfast....
Never too young for the warm-up....
along for the ride...
Of course, the footware be a post of its own...
A few game kiss-the-cook contestants...
Some actually raced ...
But all wuz winners!
* Doan strain yore eyes, none of Aunty's clan be in these pics--well, a couple of pairs of shoes, but thas' all.
