"Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all the others."
After the big feast and later dessert and a movie, The Husband built a fire in the chiminea. We sat and chatted and roasted marshmallows (yes, in our coats) and watched the moon and stars until the fire died down to nothing but embers. One of my most favorite Thanksgiving evenings. Perhaps we'll start a new tradition. Or are we too old for that?
(Isn't that a fabulous hat our son is wearing? He crocheted it himself using wool yarn. Kept his head toasty warm!)
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