Thanksgiving Morning

through the rose arbor gate...

Before the hustle and bustle, Glen, Cotton and I took a frosty early Thanksgiving walk through our woods. We are thankful for this beautiful land and our comfy home.

Coffee in hand, we were out the door before 7:30. Grab a pumpkin spice latte and come with us...

...then through the hop arbor gate

...to the Ponderosa area

 

There's a high fog that hugs the trees; a typical maritime northwest morning in autumn.

Our lil froggy is cold sitting in a layer of ice.

 

Glen and Cotton cleaned up a little debris that fell from this last storm.

The blueberries are just starting to lose their colorful foliage. hmmm, I wonder how many bird houses we have on our three acres. I will have to do a count someday. I'm a bird person...feeders, houses and baths for the lil guys at every turn!

The hydreangeas are so pretty this year; these are dry, and kept their color nicely. Note to self: cut them, along with the bright holly, for Christmas decorating before the next storm!

Alas, it is time to go in. The parade is about to start and the turkey needs to go in the oven. I LOVE this day!

With such nice weather today, it looks like these pretty little pumpkins will be in the great pumpkin shootout this afternoon.

Making my way to the kitchen to get that turkey started, I noticed there was a pie thief!

 

This is a picture looking out my kitchen window. It's a french country kitchen filled with all sorts of things I am partial to...my retro red mixer, lighted cabinets of my Jadeite dish collection, baskets filled with cookie cutters and old mason jars with teeny tiny lights in them. It's a joy to cook in there.

I had better get that turkey ready for roasting. I am thankful to our Lord for all of the blessings that he has given me. I do not deserve them.

I hope that you have a beautiful day full of blessings, too.