Monday, November 17, 2008

Bird day

This morning we woke up to a cold, crisp early winter day. It is quiet in the coffee shop; none of the regulars are here.

I enjoyed going to my Dad’s house for Thanksgiving. There was no drama and I enjoyed talking with everyone.

1 comment:

zirelda said...

Those are the dinners that are very very nice. We're expecting 16 people or so at mom's next Thursday. My brothers don't always get along and my sister and I always sneak out for smokes.

And then there's mother in her chair, dictating to us all and we bow... oh how we bow.