I wish that we could gather together here.
There’s a lot to be said for a nice back porch. My family got good use out of our old back porch, at our first house. Fully screened, no problem with mosquitoes. How many night, as a boy, I lay in bed with my bedroom windows open, listening to grown-up family and friends chatting and laughing on the porch. I miss that!
Well, we don’t have a porch anymore, so we’ll have to make do with a cyber-porch. You’re all invited. We’ll be home all day.
I’d love to join you, but barring a transporter, we’ll have to be together in spirit (or, as you say, in cyberspace). I’ll be having my usual franks, baked beans, and sauerkraut in memory of my mother’s and my tradition, but I don’t have any rye bread, so I’ll have to make do with plain white. Happy Thanksgiving, Lee and all the “regulars” on the cyber-porch!
Somehow we have wound up with two turkeys…