Thursday, November 26, 2009

Over the river and through the woods

So, Thanksgiving. We mostly did go to Grandmother's house for Thanksgiving, actually (I'm thinking of the song, up there in the title) - or rather, Grandma and Papa's house, that's what we called my mother's parents. I don't think we ever went to my other grandmother's house, the one who lived closer - we had dinner with her all the time, so as I recall, she usually got short shrift at Thanksgiving. Both my grandmothers were pretty great cooks, but Grandma and Papa's house was the place that was more fun. I think that was quietly agreed upon by everybody. They lived out in the country in a big old rambly house, and all the relatives came by, and it was just more fun than anywhere. It's hard to explain it, really - it just was.

Now that I think about it, I think this picture was taken at Thanksgiving:

See, you can tell there we're having fun! This is what I usually refer to as "the kitten picture" for obvious reasons. That's on my grandparents' back porch, and I think it was 1965. I'm the bigger one - I was in kindergarten, and my sister Paula would have been four.

In our part of Texas, it's not usually especially cold at Thanksgiving - more often if the weather's bad, it's rainy and overcast rather than really cold. You can see that we didn't have coats on there, either. (I just put a coat on for the first time this year, last weekend.) This year we are going up that direction, where my grandparents used to live, to have lunch with the relatives, and then we're going to Austin to see my sister. So happy Thanksgiving, all!

Added, because I feel like something's missing without some reference to beads.... get a load of this gorgeous quilt! (Hey, it has beads on it, it counts!)

1 comment:

Cathryn said...

Happy Thanksgiving to you!

Sometimes, you gotta take a break!:D