Mom hosted a Thanksgiving dinner at her new home. She worked on things for the last few days and I arrived in the morning to lend a hand. I set the table using Grandma’s dishes because that has been my tradition to use the harvest designed plates for this time of year.
When the vegetables were peeled, the table just right and things in the oven, Ron and I went for a little walk. We came across Nathan and Amanda and the boys fishing.
We had a nice little visit before walking back to the condo. Barry and Judy had arrived. We worked to get the final touches completed for the meal. Nylene and Brad came and we called everyone to the table. The meal was delicious and it was fun to visit with family and friends. Ron left to go golfing and soon there was a little fisherman at the door showing off his catch. His sister came to have a look inside.
After a while Brooks decided his fishing time was done. He wanted to come up to the condo to see what we were doing. Shelana told him that they were just talking. Brooks asked, “why?” She responded with “that’s what old people do.” I was at least able to give him some chocolate so that he could know that we don’t just talk, we eat! When I told Ron he said that is why he went to play golf…he doesn’t think he is old!
I came home and started a fire and relaxed. Ron made his way home and stopped at Dayna’s roadside stand. He brought home some treats. The cinnamon bun was the best I have ever tasted (and I have tasted lots). The other treats were set aside for later. “Hope Filled Pantry” just north of Napanee is highly recommended! So good. The treats are baked with love!!π
Meanwhile in British Columbia, we have been following the journey or our son and daughter-in-law and their fur family. They moved from Bella Coola on Wednesday.
On Thursday, I followed them on my app past Prince George.
Happy Thanksgiving to all…from here to British Columbia!






















































