In the backyard of the Boyd’s home in Birmingham, the sun beamed, drying up the glistening dew on the grass, bringing warmth to the mildly chilly day. The sky gleamed with that deep purple you only see when the air is clear and cold, and when the V-formations of relentless geese fly overhead toward warmer Southern plains. Nature slowly waking up reminds you of its vehement resilience, its perseverance.
Josh Boyd pocked the turkey deep-frying in a huge cauldron outside. “This turkey should be ready soon,” He said, lifting the huge bird and dunking it back in the boiling oil. A few minutes later, he took the turkey out and set it on a pan to check the internal temperature with a thermometer. “165, this thing is ready,” he hollered….