Beginning with thanks…
November 25, 2010 § 11 Comments
The Holiday begins with Thanksgiving. Not purposely.
But really, it’s the eve of eves.
It’s the holiday of holidays, with feasting and remembering, thanking and praising.
I love it. I love Thanksgiving more and more, more than I remember from last year and the year before that:
the creativity of being in the kitchen after days and days and days in corporate settings and deadlines
the family around, hooting and laughing and reminiscing and tasting things and trying things on the stack of platters that translate from pantry to pieces of art stacked with food on the table (and I wish everyone could come to share in it)
the dogs so polite, staying close but remembering what “back up” and “go!” mean
the ease of cooking, in fact the enjoyment of it when one has time
looking at HM across the room and silent affirmation of thanks for being able to put on a Thanksgiving production
having Christmas music on the sounds system and holiday movies (sometimes on mute) playing on the TV
calling friends and family and going long on the conversations and making plans
emailing e-cards even tho’ yeah, we’ll be doing the hand-written ones, but this is the first blush of the holiday season and it’s silly not to effervesce
Skype-ing with friends and family and getting a video tour thus of my brother’s house
unplugged, not thinking (in a pressured way) about decorations or shopping or anything. Just putting out piles of things, like celery sticks and sliced cukes with Ranch dip and stuffed dates, three kinds of olives, and cheese & prosciutto roll ups and slices of cinnamon cake and wait, what? egg nog? oh, yes please, pour me some, thanks, the turkey isn’t ready yet, but all the other things are done and clapping in their pots, waiting….
Scenes from Lochcrest today.
Happy Thanksgiving to all. Thank you for every single thing and for all of you.
(photo using the “backlit” filter)
Always first up on the stove top T’Day morning – the fresh cranberries, boiling and bursting and gorgeously red
Steamy in the kitchen, freezing outside.
hmmmm…snow trumps outdoor hors d’oeuvres…
(photo using the “sketch” filter)
the dining room, getting set for the feast
Snarl, showing the Ancient Beagle some love