First things, first . . . Happy Thanksgiving Day to my Canadian friends! Oh yes, I know there are a few of you out there–hopefully you’re celebrating the harvest and all you have to be thankful for in the grandest of fashion.
Speaking of harvest, due a threat of frost last week, we harvested our green tomatoes and the largest of our squash. Bountiful does not even begin to cover it. We should post signs: Warning! Tread lightly lest you trip over a butternut squash the size of your gourd. They’re everywhere; seriously, we could open a vegetable stand. And to think, we thought nary a winter squash would grow on our long reaching plant. Sneaky Pete.
But I’m thankful.
I’m thankful for a garden that produced a bounty of deliciousness . . . for chilly mornings spent wrapped up, coffee mug in hand . . . for a reason to bake up some love . . . for a chance to hug family and friends . . . for laughter . . . for a few days in which to gear up for the insanity that is looking to be my autumn.
And let’s not forget Oktobertfest. I am definitely thankful for any reason to party!
This year I celebrated at ‘the home’ with a few of the old girls; the Boise Edelweiss Band played . . .
We had a beverage or two; given my love of a good theme, I opted for beer. My comrades? Bloody Marys, naturally . . .
Per usual, our table was made up of an unruly lot–laughing, toasting, and otherwise making the most of the festivities . . .
Not everyone followed suit, however . . .
I guess it just goes to prove, a good party is 95% attitude. So here’s to you and Monday–whether you’re on holiday or no, may it be a good one!