A reblog is in order today, as I have busied myself with an early and festive Turkey Trot, getting the bird into the oven, a snowy woods walk with my sweetie, and now peeling potatoes! The day proves to end with a most yummy meal, but first let me leave you with this post from 2019, and all my very best wishes for a happy Thanksgiving, xxoo
There are many days that come in with a brilliant dawn and race into blue. Days when every piece fits with precision and one knows exactly why they are doing what it is they do. These are the golden days we cheer on, the days we hold on to, the very ones we celebrate. But there are others. Messy and awkward and ugly. When we wander, lost, lonely and even in fear. Today, we gather those up too, as we scoop up the mashed potatoes onto our too full plates, and unburden ourselves with those who know us, and yet, love us still.
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