I handed my niece Aimee my camera and asked her if she would take a few shots while I was getting the meal together. When I looked through the pictures today I was delighted. It is a treat to see our home through another's eyes.
Niece Emily gifted me with a bunch of fabulous napkin rings, the frosting on the cake of our table decorating.
We lit a fire in the outdoor fire pit, and people gathered there to chat. One small guest was quite entranced with the livestock. The livestock were fascinated by her, too.
After the cleaning, the decorating, the cooking, the serving... there is always one crystalline moment for me. The moment when I pause and let my senses take it all in. The house is warm and cozy. The air is perfumed with the sweet and savory scents of a feast... from turkey to pies, all the delicious smells of Thanksgiving. Most of all it is the sound... soft music playing, and voices. Voices lifting up in pleasant conversation. Silver clinking on china as the food is eaten. Laughter. Lots of laughter.