The Postscript: What Thanksgiving looks like

My mother sent a photo of a huge female turkey sitting on her bird feeder.

The giant, ungainly creature looked ridiculous, perched on the little wooden roof of a feeder intended for chickadees and nuthatches.

“She has been hanging around for two days now,” my mother wrote. “Maybe our Thanksgiving dinner?”

Even before my mother sent this, I was thinking Thanksgiving looked a little strange this year.

I’ve heard the complaints, year after year, about how we’re rushing the season, how we want to get through Halloween and Thanksgiving before we start thinking about Christmas. We don’t want turkeys...