A few early mornings ago I watched as Orion perched himself on the spine of the mountains across the valley. Since then, the view has shape shifted itself through fog and snow and freezing rain and woodsmoke. The colors of "stick season" in Vermont are made all the richer by the dull skies. Gold, burnt umber, sienna, rust, evergreen, sumac red...the colors that wind down our calendar year with such grace.
The house is clean, the pies are under construction and we await the safe arrival of a few more. The soft white tablecloth has been pulled out of its special drawer and the beeswax candles and gravy boat are sitting on the buffet.
Wishing each of you a day of peace, comfort and gratitude.
"Gratitude is heaven itself" -William Blake
the soft white tablecloth.........what a delightful description ...... puts me there
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ditto above. I am truly grateful. tqoe
ReplyDeleteHappy Thanksgiving, Karen, to you and yours. Although I rarely comment, I check your blog just about every day and am thankful for what I find there.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteWe have send Koosers book to a friend who was severy ill . We thought that he should live another two or three weeks . But the book came too late, he died the day they received the book. We were/ are so sad. Thom has known his friend for 50 years .....
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