Addendum

It was gently brought to my attention that I am a day early in proclaiming Veterans Day.  This is a surprise, because I'm usually a day late and a dollar short.  However, (as I explained to my friend) I skipped Monday this week and so I am right on [my] schedule!  Screwing up the dates has no bearing on the sentiments, which I honestly feel every day of the year.  George Washington probably doesn't know when his own birthday is anymore...it gets moved around more than Daylight Savings Time...and we're celebrating Thanksgiving on the twentieth.  Who knows which end is up?  For those of us who live by sunup/sundown and without an end to the week...well, our "reality" pretty much ends at the bottom of the driveway.  I'm thinking of buying stock in a belated-birthday card company, because that's mainly what I send...if I send at all. 

Those saturated turkeys on the drive?...they've roosted on the roof of the feed barn, fluffing and strutting in the pale sunshine that is just breaking through.  They don't know what day it is, either...but they know it's time for breakfast!