It’s lazy. We have had turkey in many forms. Soup tonight.
The birds are singing outside…the windows are wide open…the sun is rising
…and for now… I cannot seem to remove myself from my well worn chair in my well worn room.
While the breezes blow.
two fave paintings…Hudson river painter George Inness towards the end of his career
and two of four of my favorite kidlets…how does the time fly?
Enjoy the last of your thanksgiving weekend.
May warm breezes blow for you.
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