For me, Thanksgiving marks the beginning of winter. Actually, it's full throttle ahead already. Brrr.
The family is celebrating at my daughter's house this year, for a change. It's a first (since they just moved in April). Takes the pressure off me.
As a sidelight, the "Silverthorn Farm" did reasonably well this year, market wise. Looking back, it's amazing what they got accomplished: Remodeled farm house, 2 barns, 5 greenhouses, and 30 acres of vegetables. That's on top of raising 2 young'uns. And they're not done yet, not by a long shot. You talk about work ethic. Amazing.
So, I'm headed to the grocery store today to stock up on things I need for my share in the T-giving meal. I'm doing the scalloped corn (from my garden), Brussels sprouts, an apple pie, and hopefully, persimmon pudding. Persimmons don't seem to be falling or ripening yet.
My two sisters, daughter (of course), and ex-wife (the ubiquitous one!) will supply the rest of the food, including a free range turkey. It promises to be a real feast! My father will be there, of course (95 yrs old), but he won't bring anything. Only complaints and critical remarks. That's what old people do.
As for me, I'm good. No physical problems. Going to Florida for two weeks in Jan., and a Wilderness Volunteer trip to Utah in April. So I have something to look forward to in the distant future. But for now, it's Thanksgiving with eager anticipation!
Hope all is well with everybody here.