Tradition

The football, strategically placed next to the "E" hat made me smile.  The extra place at the Thanksgiving Dinner table was met with unexplainable exasperation by Grandad made me smile.  My middle boy calling at 7:30 a.m. to extend a Happy Thanksgiving from Arizona made me smile.  My oldest son insisting I go for a run with him made me smile. My daughter-in-law always makes me smile. 

The day pretty much made me smile. 

Thanks. 

Giving. 

 

The Thanksgiving cactus was in full bloom, signifying the beginning of the holiday season. 

 

 

The table was set in full holiday dress.  Waiting patiently for the surrounding of family to give thanks, fill and enjoy the meal so delicately prepared by an amazing woman with 50 years of Thanksgiving Dinner experience. 

 

 

Many hands, light work. 

Well, not really that light. 

A thankful dinner of this magnitude is never light work. 

 

 

The new generation beginning. 

 

 

As this Thanksgiving Day comes to an end, we can all rest assured that the reason for the season is Jesus.  So in celebration of Calvary, we hung a large cross on the front of the barn to light our way through this highly celebrated, somewhat a skewed worldly view of this amazing time of year.