Did you know – well, who knew – turkeys fly?
They sure love to be all over the roof of my house, but they talk nicely.
Though they do not like to be separated. If they are seperated they cry and pace. Then they will fly.
Fly across to their family. Is that why I love to fly? Because it takes me home to my tribe? Fly me away home? And yes, in February I will be flying home. Home is not a place anymore – it is a people.
Cows love to stand close to each other too. They call their people home. Not a field. A herd.
Not so much with cats. Cats don’t care. Cats can stand alone with ease. This is LuLu – we don’t see her often, she keeps to herself – she is my oldest cat. She does not like people very much and I respect that about her. Most of the time I feel the same, though sometimes I Long for talking company so strongly it straightens my spine with a jolt. Not the Hi honey I am home, where is my IPad company. Sometimes I miss my own garrolous, loud, chatty, messy, large, gorgeous, prickly, foodie, filthy, coffee and wine loving family so much I could lay my head on the floor and HOWL. But that is just the Spirit of Christmas catching up with me. I am not a Christmas girl. The Spirit of Christmas is my nemesis. It is my end. It is the poster girl of the tired girl. It makes me feel lonely. I want to cancel it this year. Run it off. Boot it out. I would send John somewhere festive if he would go because I know I am the downer in his Christmas. I want to just sit in this home of my many homes – alone and turn off.
There you are – it is only November and already the Spirit of Christmas is biting at my wrists and ankles. 
But my animals and their pictures are my saviour. So I am working on the calendar and the little book of farm pictures for the children. Lots of pictures for smiles.
And on that fine and miserable note.
I miss you. I hope you have a lovely day.
Love celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
44 responses to “Flying Turkeys”
I feel you.
We understand. Take heart. You are loved by so many, near and far.
xoxo
Oh, I do feel for you. My large, noisy, opinionated, Christmas-loving family is 11,000 miles away, most of it. My nearest living relative is a thousand miles away. My new tribe does not ‘do’ Christmas very much. I miss it. And them. I try very hard not to howl in sympathy. Please can we help you build some wonderful Christmas memories? What can the Fellowship do to help?
We love you, happy, sad or pensive…no matter the mood , you are loved to the hilt..from the farmy Family all over the world
Just last week I gave all my Christmas tree ornaments to Good Will. I am not a Christmas girl either. The whole season makes me sad – I wonder if it would make me sad if it were in sun, long-dayed July?
I’ve often said the same thing…about Christmas in July . You wouldn’t have to worry if family couldn’t make it because of snow and ice. A long warm day outside celebrating would be wonderful.
My Christmas is in high summer, the hottest time of year. It doesn’t stop me missing my distant family, but it does make cooking a bit of a trial!
We here in the Fellowship are also part of your family, and some of us are even further away in the flesh. But thanks to modern communications technology, we don’t need to be out of touch. Gird up your loins with cheerfulness – and remember February is just a spit and a jump away.
Lots of love,
ViV, who is also dépaysé at Christmas.
xox
Yep I am with you on the Christmas thing! When I was back home I had so many traditions with my family (which my daughter, bless her, still carries on with her four kids!). But here I have no family (plenty of friends though). Christmas now is, for me, a quite time of reflection and memories. Some good, some not so good, some down right horrific! So I curl up with my furry family, toast the past, and shed a tear or two. And hope like crazy spring will be early next year!
I am also not a Christmas girl. Partly as we do have Christmas in “July kind of as the temps are very warm here” But it puts me off as the stores start earlier and earlier each year-some Christmas stuff in some stores in September!!!!
Makes me think of an old classic episode of WKRP in Cincinnati- a 1980’s show in which America learned that turkeys can’t fly! I bet you could look it up on YouTube – might make you laugh in your holiday blues!! It’s dumb but it’s funny…
You beat me to it! When I saw the heading my mind went straight to that WKRP episode. 😱
You are not alone in your feelings about Christmas. It brings so much baggage with it. I have no sage words to offer here so I won’t try. When I have those feelings, I sit with them awhile and rock them until they sleep again. No, they never go away. Something will always wake them again.
Hogs and snout kisses to you my sweet friend. My mom says she relates. She would love to jump right over the holidays and move on. XOXO – Bacon
Oh dear. Hoping to send you Sheila looking in the bakeshop window soon. Hopefully that will stave off the Spirit of Xmas Blues for a minute or two.
I thought that I might be alone in the feelings surrounding Christmas, the simply wanting to bypass the season all together. Yet as I read this morning I see I am among friends once more in this wish. Of course we all have our own individual reasons for the putting aside of the holiday part, but I am glad to know that so many of you of the Fellowship share my sentiment. Perhaps we are inadvertently creating a small celebration among ourselves with these revelations. Thank you all 🙂
What a lovely idea, a quite christmas – happy as clams for us.. c
So I am not alone. For years I listened to my school pal complain about having the ‘Mothers’ every Christmas. It was fine when the children were young, but became rather a drag (her words) as the old dears got older. When Jack died seventeen years ago, I made the decision not to spend Christmas with anyone two years in a row. Elly is expected to spend the day with her in-laws. I told her never to have an argument with them about me. We can have ‘Christmas at any time of the year… summer with longer and warmer days suit me. I no longer put up decorations, I plan my food and drink, what I want to do during the day. and it works for me. December days are short, I close up the blinds early and sit by the fire with some craft work, music, a drink and dark chocolates. The world does not end.
I will include you and all the fellowship when I raise my glass to absent friends!
Once December comes, February will not be far behind!!!
I so understand…although it isn’t Christmas that does this to me, it’s winter. It’s a terrible struggle every year.
Linda
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