It's time to find the bottom of the kitchen sink. The remnants of the last two days of excess are with us and it is time to pack up, clean up and have a long nap.
This year we indulged in wild salmon caught by our dear friend Peter's father in northern coastal waters. Bren and Megs brought an amazing mole rice and beans, garlic loaf and beautiful flowers. We also ate smoked turkey breast, brussels sprouts and chesnuts, wild rice salad with fresh apples and pecans, nutmeg roasted carrots, yams and baby beets, fresh tasty tomatoes and green beans, whipped garlic smashed potatoes. Much of it was grown in our little garden. There was wine and Tim made delicious cranberry martinis for after our pumpkin and Mississippi mud pies.
My mother and Gayla came but our other children were all over the country. The gathering was smaller than usual but the company was lively and everything from sex, religion and politics was fought over. Mother commented about the calories because she is teeney weeny and starving herself, Gayla obcessed about her self indulgent ex, Tim took "control", I retrieved it and got grumpy and Brendan just knew "everything". Poor Meg just watched our dynamic with a little horror but everyone survived. Things didn't wrap up until well after midnight.
Thankfully we don't have to do this again until Christmas.
Now it is back to work creating disply units for the globes and my new show at Numen Gallery starting October 27. More about that later.
Happy Thanksgiving and Peace soon please!
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