(Me with our driftwood pterodactyl on the treehouse.)
Thanksgiving week begins and most will be spent with my grandchildren, children and my family...as it should be.
There is much to be thankful for...a loving husband, 3 daughters and 3 grandchildren nearby, good friends. But truly most of all, I am thankful that my health is holding and I feel great and have good energy. I have goals for months and years ahead, and I plan to be here to fulfill them.
Grandson Jake and I planted 120 spring-blooming bulbs yesterday...an exercise in optimism, is it not? And if you ever want an 11-year-old to help you get lots of bulbs planted in short order, get an bulb-planting attachment for an cordless electric drill. It is like an auger and makes quick work of dozens of holes while fulfilling a boy's joys of using tools, digging holes and getting messy.
We also cleaned out the guest room closet which tends to be the catch-all in the house. I can actually walk into it now! There we found boxes of photos which need sorted and something done with....as well as many years' worth of my diaries, from the years when I lived in the backwoods of MT, homeschooling the kids, growing the food, hauling the water, tending the fires, cooking on a woodstove. I think there is another book in there. Also years' worth of saved letters to review. Good work for some wintery day when little else holds appeal.
May your holiday be filled with gratefulness and joy!