NEW CAR SMELL
*getting the mail
*the cool underside of the pillow
*loving a book enough to read it again
*a luscious watermelon in November
*watching the almost-full moon come up as the sun goes down in beautiful Kansas style on the opposite horizon
*looking up the origin of a word and understanding how it became part of our language (I’m a word nerd, remember)
*turning off all the lights except those on the Christmas tree
*even though our car is five years old, it still has that special new car smell
*spraying whipped cream out of a can
*making a “pond” in the mashed potatoes for the gravy
*the vibrant orange color of sweet potatoes
*creative Thanksgiving leftovers prepared by my husband
*realizing that parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme are the actual spices in poultry seasoning, as well as Simon & Garfunkel song lyrics
*being able to borrow these spices from the neighbor when I realized I didn’t have any poultry seasoning for the Thanksgiving dressing
*being grateful for Gail’s annual Thanksgiving celebration, even though I wasn’t there
Besides the usual gratitude I offer for health, family, abundance, faith, hope and love, I had to dig deeper this year to find new things to be thankful for on Thanksgiving.
This is 2020. I needn’t say more, but I did come up with a few things—see above.
This year has been beyond anyone’s wildest expectations—and for most of us, not in a good way. However, one thing hasn’t changed, and never will: abundance and good fortune exists in our minds if we let it, and if we choose to do that, it becomes apparent in our lives.
It’s all in how you look at it.
There should be another picture of us three at the beginning of this blog—the fifth in our annual Thanksgiving picture series. Every year for the last four years, Gail, Suzanne and I have taken a picture together in Camp Gail–Gail’s happy place in her house—when we gather together at her house on Thanksgiving weekend.
Not this year. Time will tell if we can all get together at Christmas, but I am not holding my breath. And that’s okay.
We will gather again, and when we do, we will feel gratitude like never before. Sometimes, something has to be taken away before we fully appreciate it.
There was but a fraction of the guests at Gail’s annual Turkey Party. Suzanne was there, so they staged this picture in my absence. The T-shirts are thanks to Gail and her festive spirit, with the original idea credited to her daughter Lydia:
Gail and Suzanne offered their thanks for things great and small:
*the wind (ugh)
*cool auction finds
*fires in wood-burning stoves—Amen again!
*cold, cold beer
*coconut ice cream, but it’s hard to find
*really good crushed ice—as in Sonic ice
*cool second-hand store finds
*jigsaw puzzles—Amen, sister!
*This is a BIG one, she says: people who can spell and punctuate correctly—they are a dying breed! Again, Amen!
*her two favorite people—no, not Gail and me, but her daughter and her fiancé.
Bonus! One of her two favorite people AT the ocean!
Happy Thanksgiving every day of the year. May your list be at least as long and obscure as ours are!