Samhain Thanksgiving Moon
Flocked lodgepoles fill a south facing window. Black Mountain has become visible once again, lost in a whiteout all afternoon yesterday. The air is clear and cold, 8 degrees. Winter on Shadow Mountain.
More loft work over this weekend. Getting closer and closer to a finished space.
Kate and I had planned to go to services at Beth Evergree’n last night, a reggae shabbat, but snow closed I-70 from 470 to Silverthorne and made a mess of the mountain roads. So, we stayed home, concentrating instead on the chick flick series we’re watching now, Murdoch. Yes, Detective Murdoch and Dr. Ogden finally get back together. A relief.
Thanksgiving is coming with grandkids, their parents, and Barb, Jen’s mom. We’ve decided on a prime rib roast this year. Sugar cream pie, that sugar and fat dense Hoosier dessert, is on the menu, too. Some signs point to a big holiday storm. We’ll see.
Holiseason continues.
Wow! Sugar cream pie-raise a fork for me!