The wild turkeys are enjoying our buckwheat, and Glenn sees our chances of the buckwheat reseeding itself being gobbled away ; the flock of 30+ are grazing daily and taunting Tillie on our morning walks. Glenn and Tillie have informed them not too push their luck too far or one of them might be the lucky bird to be marinated in bourbon and apple cider and roasted to a golden brown next Thanksgiving.
Our hens have finally slowed down egg production, but we are still getting two eggs a day which is fine from the five hens. They were thankful for the cornbread dressing that they received after Thanksgiving, and I am thankful for the fresh eggs that definitely make a more delicious quiche.
On a sad note, we lost our yellow hive of honey bees; we are still analyzing the evidence, but it looks potentially like colony collapse disorder. This hive was always weaker from the start, but we had left all their honey in the hive in the hope that they would be able to survive the winter and gain strength going into next year. We had seen a lot of bee activity during the sunny days when we looked out at their hives, but upon closer inspection, Glenn realized that those were robber bees enjoying all the yummy honey. It seems that they had a Thanksgiving feast as well.