Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Day Three Hundred Thirty Four 2010

"November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.
With night coming early,
And dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate.
The fires burn
And the kettles sing,
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring."
~~Elizabeth Coatsworth




Goodbye, November. Fall is nearly gone. Winter is three weeks away. Time to fatten up and hibernate.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Day Three Hundred Thirty Three 2010


Here's a blast from the past around this time three years ago. Grandson Elijah, who was fifteen months old at the time, was all decked out in his Big Orange outfit, raking leaves in my front yard. Time is flying!

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Day Three Hundred Thirty Two 2010


Neil and I trekked out to the Christmas tree farm today in search of a Christmas tree. This literally was the first tree we saw and we both liked it a lot. It's a Fraser fir, which is a departure for us from the white pine we usually cut. You can see Neil standing behind the tree. He's 5'8", so that gives you a good idea how tall this tree is. We have a 9.5 foot ceiling in our living room. I just hope we don't have to cut the top of the tree off. That would just be sad. We're thinking of stringing the vintage fat colored lights this time, but we may look into the LED versions, which I know just won't be the same. Stay tuned.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Day Three Hundred Thirty 2010


I got to spend a couple of quality hours with some quality peeps this afternoon at our coffeehouse hangout of choice, Poet's On The Square, right here in downtown Cookeville. From left to right: my sister Jane Foy, daughter Kelly Kimbrough, son in law Kerry Kimbrough, grand daughter Shelby Myers, niece Julia Foy, niece Sarah Foy, and daughter Holly Myers. We enjoyed tasty beverages--some steaming hot, some frosty cold--and lots of laughter and discussions on a variety of interesting topics. We are such a cerebral group. No, really. Good times, always!