We have much to be thankful for here. Our young, morning visitors remind us of that when they get out of bed on their own to walk up the lane for "chores". Our neighbor's granddaughters come and recite the kids names, touch each one to give them their love, and take some back. They gush like proud aunties of "How they've grown!".
In the garden, amongst the weeds, there is still a bit of life and color, and next year's strawberries are planning their expansion.
Although this year's garden was a weedy mess, it still provided fresh food all summer and fall. Who can't be thankful about that?
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
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