Winter has settled deeply here in Hickery Holler. The days have steadily become darker and colder. The last of the flowers are now gone. The beautiful colors of the leaves on the distant horizon are also just a memory. Now the view will consist of bare trees and snow. It is a time of thankfulness and a time of rest. A break from the land to plan and regroup. The gardens are prepared for a rest. The hay is baled. The venison shot. The butchering done. It is now a time to sew, quilt and read those books we put off during the long growing season. A time to eat those jars of vegetables lining the pantry shelves. The first of the seed catalogs have arrived so on those long winter nights I will have plenty of beautiful pictures to dream over. But most of all it is a time to be thankful. For home, family, friends and health. For food to eat and the health to harvest it. Thankful for the land that nourishes not only our food but also our souls. For happy and healthy grandchildren toddling on chubby legs. The continued good health of all my children and jobs all around which we are extremely thankful for. Thankful for a warm home to gather in. And most of all thankful for a loving God.
So as we all gather to share a day of Thanksgiving I hope you all have a safe and happy Thanksgiving day and we lift a special prayer for those overseas fighting for our country and those less fortunate than ourselves.
O Wise One, The Canned Quilter and Baby O