Mr. Peabody

It isn't everyday that one finds such visitors in your backyard. I was sweeping the porch when our Happy Protector (who is two) says "Mommy, a BIG bird!" At first glance, I thought a wild turkey made his way into the pasture. Then a closer perusal provided a sight to behold! That was Saturday. He keeps coming back. I think he likes it here. Though, he did strut himself among the roosters today. They probably don't know what to make of him. We are calling him Mr. Peabody, our fine, feathered friend. How kind of God to give such lovely creatures for us to see...Providentially!