Day Three Hundred Twenty Eight 2011

Happy Thanksgiving!                                                                                                                                 

"Give me the end of the year an' its fun
When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done;

Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin' with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An' I'll put soul in my Thanksgivin' prayers."

~~  Edgar A. Guest, Thanksgiving

Day Three Hundred Twenty Seven 2011

My Street~So thankful to have a place to call home

Thank you, dear God,
for all you have
Given Me
for all you have
Taken Away From Me
for all you have
Left Me.
~~Anonymous

Day Three Hundred Twenty Six 2011

T hanks for time to be together, turkey, talk, and tangy weather.
H for harvest stored away, home, and hearth, and holiday.
A for autumn's frosty art, and abundance in the heart.
N for neighbors, and November, nice things, new things to remember.
K for kitchen, kettles' croon, kith and kin expected soon.
S for sizzles, sights, and sounds, and something special that about.
That spells THANKS for joy in living and a jolly good Thanksgiving.
- Aileen Fisher, All in a Word

Day Three Hundred Twenty Five 2011

"Ah! the year is slowly dying,
And the wind in tree-top sighing,
Chant his requiem.
Thick and fast the leaves are falling,
High in air wild birds are calling,
Nature's solemn hymn."
- Mary Weston Fordham, Passing of the Old Year

Day Three Hundred Twenty Four 2011

Each November, Neil and I try to attend Santa’s Workshop, a fundraiser for the Cookeville Junior Woman’s Club. Lots of homemade arts, crafts and goodies on display and of course for sale. I was drawn to this primitive Santa with his crazy real wool beard and his cute little sheep. He followed me home, along with some rocky road fudge. Sweet.