Thanksgiving

Ever since we bought our home at Alpine Lake, we’ve been spending holidays here. It’s a homecoming of sorts since I actually grew up here in Preston County. Sometimes life finds a way to lead us home, doesn’t it?

My parents and brother came up to celebrate with us and feast on another one of Arthur’s perfect Turkeys. I joked that I planned on having enough mashed potatoes and gravy leftovers that I could take my kayak through them; I fell short but there’s always next year. There was still a dusting of snow on the ground and deer and turkeys roamed the woods behind our house all afternoon.

We enjoyed an amazing sunset over pumpkin desserts and my mother’s peanut butter cookies that went from cool violets to warm, golden pinks in a matter of minutes. Then we lit the Christmas lights outside ad the kids dragged my parents up to the loft in our house where Arthur has put a Hogwarts Express train. They are both obsessed! Atticus’s little boy struggles up the ladder so eagerly while he chants, “Train! Train!”, over and over again.

Arthur and I topped off our night by watching National Lampoons Christmas. We had such an amazing day! Happy Thanksgiving!

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