This day of thanks, celebrated with laughter and full bellies, embellished stories and remembering...
Smiles and phone calls, laughing children, a baby cries.
There's fresh pumpkin for pies and bread
my brow sparkles with the sweat of canning: pink applesauce and spiced apple butter, butternut squash flavored with maple syrup.
The smell of turkey wafts down hallways and through the open windows of steamy kitchens...

My tummy's a rumblin'
It's dinner time!

1 comment:

Greenman said...

This stirs thoughts of wonderful Thanksgivings past.