
Hope you all survived and perhaps had a Happy Thanksgiving. Last year there was three of us at the dinner table in Florida. My husband, aka Bobbie C, watched football and my granddaughter-in-law, Marcela, and I decorated the tree. It was memorable.
This year we flew Albany, New York to visit family. As the snow fell seventeen of us packed into my sister Gert’s home. The snow clung to the trees and became slush as it hit the pavement. It was not a quiet event and brought back memories of being stuck in snow and Thanksgiving at my grandmother’s. There are twenty days to Christmas and twenty-six days left in the year. It’s 55 degrees in Ormond Beach and thirty-two degrees in Albany. Today I watch neighbors walk by wearing wool hats, boots, gloves and winter jackets.





. . . just saying, it’s another sunny day in Florida
The pie and tart look delicious! That’s of course the advantage of lots of guests around the table.
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Always great to see your latest post, Claudia!
Thanks for sharing the pictures, that’s the closest I ever want to be to snow for the rest of my life…
Blessings, Chris V
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