Praise and Thanksgiving

I don't often try to capture special events with my camera - I'm usually just after the daily details.  But today, as the mood struck, I picked up my camera and captured a chronology I love (see 2010's here). 

I don't have pictures of my husband setting off on a bike ride, or Genevieve hot on the trail of her new game, Hangman, or the apple pie my father-in-law made with a fancy crust.  But now I wrote it down and I'll remember.

Out of bed directly outside to see the bunny.

 

 

The ugly bird - raised with care and purity by Rebecca and her family. 

 

 

Still in pajamas, but breakfasted on buckwheat cakes. (I finally got dressed at 10:30).

 

 

My mother-in-law's sideboard with an oak leaf my children gave her.

Another entrancing tableau.

 

 

The cranberry relish I contributed.

 

 

My mother-in-law makes the best mashed sweet potatoes with fresh cranberries. (It's not possible to have enough cranberries on Thanksgiving, in my opinion.)

 

 

Ben declined chocolate pecan pie to sit and draw apart.  He collected admirers.

 

 

It was a lovely, relaxed day.  Thank you, thank you, thank you, God.