Well thanks, all! Happy Thanksgiving!

Had our dinner yesterday, with the assembled family, and went to church where there was a blessing of animals as it was also close to when we celebrate St Francis. Took my dog, great fun. Went for a walk in the woods with my sisters and my kids, and generally had a peaceful good time.

On a sad note, we, as a family, took our three generations to a private place and returned the ashes of my father to nature. I know we've done the right thing but it still hurts like heck. In a way, Thankgiving is the perfect time for this because we can remember with thanks Dad's life, love, and service.

Always trying to have a sense of humour about things, someone pointed out that Dad would think that at least the turkey won't have to go as far anymore.

It even snowed, which is unusual at this latitude at Thanksgiving. Most of the leaves have yet to fall and by midweek it will be quite mild.

We always get together at Thanksgiving. Tradition and habit and impulse, and a way of marking the passing years with a sort of return to one another.

Peace, Mooh.