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Thursday, November 27, 2025
Happy Thanksgiving
Day 46: "Autumn Oranges" just seemed to me to be the perfect backdrop for Thanksgiving wellwishes, so to start, let me say that I am thankful to have the quilting almost halfway done. I won't have it finished in time to be a Christmas gift for its designated recipient, but it is still going way faster than I'd anticipated.
The Nisqually Land Trust amused me by including slime molds in the list of things they are thankful for, so let me include them here as a special note among the other abundant gifts Nature gives me daily. Lichens, mushrooms, wildflowers rare and common, birds of all sorts...these are all things I am consciously thankful for every day. I am thankful for my friends, and for my continuing health which, given my age, is far better than it might be. I am thankful for a roof over my head, and for the comforts we take for granted, like heat and running water. I've lived without both. I am thankful for the food on my table, another commodity which has sometimes been in short supply, and yes, especially for homemade bread. I am thankful that I live in the Pacific Northwest despite the occasional earthquake and/or volcanic eruption, because it is the most beautiful place on Earth. I am thankful for the furry and feathered companions who have walked through life with me over the long years. And I am especially thankful for the great, rumbling purr which occurred with Merry laying on my chest this morning, nose to nose in our wake-up-time ritual of sharing a snuggle. I would not trade a single one of these things for all the gold in the world.
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Autumn Oranges,
Thanksgiving
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