Eating.
No gifts, no guilt, no hassles.
Just good food, good smells, good friends.
We've stayed in the Upper Valley for Thanksgiving for years now, instituting what we call the "orphans Thanksgiving" though I think we really need to rethink that name.
Some years, we've had as many as 20 people in our cozy little house, eating bird and enjoying each others' company. Believe me, that's a lot of folks to shoehorn in here.
This year, we have a far more manageable crowd of six.
Jay's home today so he's doing a lot of the prep work for me but I'm off to make pie crust and stuffing soon.
A warm holiday to everyone.
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