Thank You

I am curled up in a warm, furry robe, the only one awake, which is, in itself, a reason to be grateful. They are all in their beds, at home, safe and snug, and I am happy for them to be there. Saturday we were so happy to host the family Thanksgiving meal, and at the same time, saddened that the snowstorm left two of my three siblings and their families stranded. We missed you!
What a wonderful day it turned out to be, and what an awful lot of turkey we ended up with afterwards!
After that, the week has been a four-day (yes, it began on Sunday),  marathon of ballet and choir performances, church activities, scout meetings, doctor appointments and (more) trips to the hardware store, library, pet store, oops; need a pair of black pants for that concert; thrift store, nope, big store, nope, other big store; $50? forget it!, oh dread...the mall, and grocery store, along with work, laundry, and a beautiful gathering of all faiths to mark the Paris environment talks. Today, we pause, we breathe, we give thanks. 

Happy Thanksgiving.

First snowfall of the season; Saturday

Dance and choir held at the Festival of Trees. Valentine: back, center.

Yes, it is a little early for Christmas trees; but this display was so beautiful!