The day before Thanksgiving here in the States and the fragrance of pecan pie mingles with that of pumpkin pie. Family on this side of the pond is beginning to gather under cloudless skies, the sound of laughter ringing through what are normally quiet halls. Mom is making the most of us all being together.
Robbie rolled in just after 3 am, having driven for about 11 hours the length of the state to get here. His Norwegian passenger, a fellow student, had some problems finding the house of her friends in Pasadena, which necessitated an hour's delay until a hotel was duly found for her. His patience held up and so did his homing instincts (and sat nav).
we have the Thanksgiving branch as centrepiece on the table, empty leaves ready for those with grateful hearts for the many blessings of this past year to express gratitude. Of course I have already done this 10 days ago in Scotland, but I have not run out of blessings for which I thank and praise God every day.
May your day be punctuated by outpourings of gratitude as you notice a sunset or a tree bedecked in autumnal finery, whether or not pies are on the menu.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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