My grandmother, Maria Loewen, had a large garden that was her pride and joy. It was a standing rule that during the summers, no one was allowed into the garden unless accompanied by an adult. This concern about her grandchildren was not unfounded. It occurred on one Pentecost Sunday, when the family was together, as usual. Maria had ‘set the turkeys on eggs’, which her daughter, Tina, had advised her to delay until after everyone had left. The grandchildren (8), not mentioned by name, out of respect, got into the coop and spoiled every nest.  There were no turkeys that year.  Maria had been sure that the nest would be safe, despite her daughter’s adamant counsel that she wait until everyone was gone.