Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. Meet my uninvited guests below.

We won't be going to our family Thanksgiving 200 miles away. I admit I won't miss the Bay area traffic--it's horrible to get there on the holiday.

We've both had some kind of bug with flu-like symptoms for about a week. DH was worse off. Monday he worked from home but had a very intense day. He developed a cough and yesterday I took him to Urgent Care. The doctor gave him the flu test--he didn't have it. Chest X-rays showed he has pneumonia. She gave him a strong antibiotic and some codeine cough medicine for night. He felt miserable yesterday, but is a bit better today. She said my immune system must have beat it down. I still don't feel 100%.

Depending on how he feels, we'll have our own Thanksgiving on Sunday or next week. Listened to the traffic reports at noon, it sounded really bad out there already.

Now for my guests. We brought our kids to see the lot where our house would be built on Thanksgiving, 1999. A rafter of turkeys came out and attacked the car. Well, 18 years later we've learned that we are guests in their territory. After I changed my cats to strictly indoors, I put up some bird feeders in back. We back up to open grassland and there is a creek at the bottom of our hill. Once the feeders went up, they started asking for their own feed and what do you know? I am owned by the turkeys. This is their land--they were here first.

Usually by now they have gone someplace else until late winter, but this year they are hanging around, although they come maybe 3x a week. Last year two hens brought a dozen chicks to dine, but not this year.

The crows own me. I swear the crows talk to me when I go out, and of course the turkeys have a lot to say. They leave when it starts to get dark.

Here are some shots looking out my bedroom sliding door today. I have photos of the chicks from last year, but will have to find them.