~ Thistle Cove Farm, just before dawn ~
Hopefully, everyone had a delightful Thanksgiving, filled with family, good food and great memories. We spent the afternoon with friends who took pity on us, being orphans this Thanksgiving. For many years, our table has been open to anyone who dropped in; we’d share whatever meal we prepared, lift a glass of whatever to toast. I wasn’t able to cook this year but the eye injury didn’t seem to inhibit my ability to lift a fork…yet another blessing in my life -smile-. We shared a traditional meal complete with a wonderfully moist turkey and all the fixin’s and are grateful to Nelson and Dianna for their kindness toward us.
The eye is healing but quite slowly; it still looks dreadful, all bloodshot, red, watery. I’m spending a lot of time sleeping and wear an eye patch in the cold, windy weather. Melanie asked what is it God is trying to teach me and I wonder. My block head doesn’t seem to be able to figure it out…yet. Christmas is headed at us like a freight train and I can’t see well enough to finish my sewing or knitting projects. I’m hopeful this won’t prevent me from going to Russia, time will tell.
For each of you who read this blog, for those who comment…I am grateful for you. Your visit is a kindness in my life and greatly appreciated. God bless you.
Until next time,
Blessings ~ slow living ~ a good eye ~ great friends ~ HolyDays ~ Dave ~