Geraniums at Thanksgiving

Geraniums in the winter have been growing in this same room since my grandparents moved on this farm in the late 1930's, my parents in the 1980's and now I've carried on the tradition. I can't really explain what meaning the atmosphere of it all brings to me.

I hope you have a very Blessed Thanksgiving, however you celebrate the day. Because of the snow, plans have changed here, but it will still be just as meaningful.

A couple pictures of Annie this time. She was finally in the posing mood.

And one of Josey getting ready for bed.

 Getting to my place at Thanksgiving isn't exactly "over the hills and through the woods." It's more like "down that straight gravel road and to the left at the dead end." But it is home just the same. 

Peace be with you at Thanksgiving. 

Phil