Remember when we all went to Grandmother’s house for Thanksgiving. I remember sitting in front of the fireplace to keep warm when it was cold. We might gather around the piano and sing for awhile. The adults would tell stories while we dreamily watched the fire dance and crackle. When it was time for bed we would slip into icy sheets and snuggle together till our bodies warmed the heavy quilts we were under for there was no heat in the bedrooms. Well those days are gone, our families are spread far and wide, grandparents go visit the children on holidays, and our fireplaces are backed up with central air. That’s what I will be doing this year. Although, I will be taking the pecan pie I only bake about twice a year.
Todays harvest is on gargantuan terms and may come to your table fresh from the southern hemisphere. I noticed asparagus from Peru the last time I was at the grocer.
Noah
We do have something extra special to be thankful for this time.
Isn’t life good when you can buy plants at the grocery store also. I had to give this little pot of parsley a home under a florescent light on my kitchen counter.
Hubby has already gotten the baking fever. I hope he doesn’t exhaust himself before the holiday begins. I surely am enjoying his apple pies now, however. I know I’m early but I hope your Thanksgiving is extra special this year.
I can recommend it. Although it lost some of its leaves with the lesser light of autumn and the move back indoors, it is still a good looking plant. Late in summer the old pitchers withered and many new ones formed. Basic care is to keep it watered with rainwater which was easy to do in my area this past summer. Every time it rains, I collect rainwater for indoor plants. Storage is no problem. I have several extra large glass containers that are displayed in the plant area. No need to fertilize. It feeds itself. It needs about four feet of vertical space, however.
but we are busy planning for all things new. Yesterday, I rearranged garden tables, container plants, etc. It was the perfect weather for it…comfortable, if you keep busy. Much like the garden renews itself, so does Noah. He’s on a faster cycle of course. I’m reminded and amazed how one tiny being can command the attention and devotion of so many.
Mesclun in a container on the deck has not been affected by the frost.
Well the pool is under wraps, but as soon as the rest of the leaves fall, I must tend the gutters. There is always something.
Oh, how we love to rush the season. What happened to the tiny, few day old infant? He’ll be leaving home soon. I think I’ll plant some paperwhites.
After dipping leaves from the pool all day, and facing an acre of leaves, I had help to come get the leaf situation back under control. Of course, there will be more, but not overwhelmingly so.
The woods are turning gray but the dogwood drupes sparkle it up a bit. Everything wild loves to eat them.
Zebra grass plumes are pretty against the sky whether it is blue or gray. I love to listen to the grasses rustle in the wind.
Don’t you wish you could be this relaxed? Noah is always taking a nap just like his grandfather. 
Mesclun in a container on the deck has not been affected by the frost.
I think I’ll plant some paperwhites. 
