I am grateful for my warm house.
Many families are gathering this week
to celebrate Thanksgiving.
Our children live far away.
Too far to travel this year.
I miss them.
It is a good sort of missing.
I am grateful they have found their way.
They have loved ones nearby to share their day with,
We have blessed memories.
our family stories are oral traditions.
We laugh when we retell our stories.
We remember the taste of Granny's pies.
I have her rolling pin. It is part of my November.
My friend and I went to an art show yesterday.
I bought a small sculpted and felted Acorn Fairy.
He is part of my November now.
He is part of my story.
After Thanksgiving I will pack up the November things.
I will decorate the house for Christmas.
I ran out to the backyard.
Up so high I could barely see them were the Snow Geese.
Line after line of Snow Geese migrating south.
Oh joy! Oh joy! Oh joy!
We listened and could just barely hear them.
These are the first flocks we have seen this year.
The Swans and Pelicans may also have begun migrating.
I shall be looking for them. I worry for the Swans.
I worry they have lost more habitat.
I would love to spend Thanksgiving with them.
May you and yours have a blessed Thanksgiving.
Happy Sunday Safari.