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~:: The Tiniest Family Thanksgiving ::~
Okay. So life gets very complicated when your children grow up and start marrying people, and by default, the other people’s families. Once it was just no big deal, filling up the places at the table. I can remember, both … Continue reading
Posted in A little history, Family, holidays, Seasons, The kids
Tagged dinner, holidays, inlaws, kids, Thanksgiving
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~:: Gratitude ::~
Where I’ve been. Assuming anybody is still there, remembering me and wondering. Snow on the ground. Fire in the sky. I haven’t been on-line at all for weeks (read: months) except for occasional bouts of Facebook—the conversational equivalent of Twinkies—when … Continue reading
Posted in Events, Family, holidays, Seasons, The g-kids, The kids, whining
Tagged family, fraud, Thanksgiving, ticket
21 Comments
~:: Turkey Day ::~
My mom used to have these candles she’d put out on the dining room table at Thanksgiving, small, chibi-like wax pilgrims wearing an odd, light, translucent shade of brown. And there was this fat, round turkey made of some kind … Continue reading
~:: A little more about thanks ::~
For me, when I can’t get to the keyboard to write, it’s like having to sneeze in the middle of a solemn assembly. But when I can sit down and start pounding the keys, the relief my fingers give me … Continue reading
Posted in Epiphanies and Meditations, Family, holidays, Images, Just talk, Knit Stuff, Making Things
Tagged blessings, First snow, home, Santa Fe, thanks, Thanksgiving
21 Comments
That thing? That <:)B thing? It’s supposed to be a turkey. Yeah. I’m really good at this keyboard art biz – . Home, on the couch, nursing a felty throat. In answer to and in solidarity with a few other … Continue reading
Posted in Epiphanies and Meditations, holidays, IMENHO (Evidently not humble), Just talk
Tagged Christmas, meaning, Thanksgiving
28 Comments
A Little Thanks
Some years ago, I opened my soul to a person I had thought of as a very good friend: “At the very first sense of chill in the evening air, the very first whisper of Autumn, do you find yourself … Continue reading
Posted in Epiphanies and Meditations, Family, Just life, Seasons, Visits
Tagged Dad, rutabaga, Thanksgiving
11 Comments