food, crochet, merriment
The blessings of our lives this very minute overflow to where sometimes, I have to stand back just a bit to truly grasp them all. I hope your Thanksgiving was warm and lovely and filled with everything that brings you happiness.
Thank you my dears, for being part of our world these past four years. Your friendship, comments and kindness have given us much to be grateful for.
for all of you–my friends.
Have a lovely Thanksgiving!
to read at the Thanksgiving table.
If not at the table…then at least in a quiet moment before the feast.
I’m off now to make the stuffing…
and the pumpkin cake roll…
and the jello.
Hope your day is filled with warmth, and family and food and friends.
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One week ago, this very day
we gathered all the little turkeys together,
and cooked and talked and laughed…
and played and ate…
oh, my–
how…
we
ate.
It was a glorious day–but then, my camera died so I had to gather all these pictures from random strangers and small woodland creatures. And now…a week later, when all the leftovers are finally gone,
I can actually prove that the day happened—in the first place.
Seemed important somehow.
Thanks for humoring me.
