A song on a dark night....

Thank you, Sir. I am loving you, right down the line....

Shawn
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Feelin' pretty lucky....

I'm sitting here at the desk doing some work, but mostly my mind is busy contemplating comings and goings...looking back at where we've been, how far we've come, the days ahead and all that sort of stuff. Maybe it's leftover Thanksgiving thoughts, or maybe it's looking forward to Christmas, the next holiday for us.

I hope your Thanksgiving was nice. Our *just-the-two-of-us* holiday was super, thanks to SGTex, The Man who cooked The Meal. In past days we've had a period of lovely moon time, some snow in the sky and on the ground, late autumn color kissed by early winter.

Life is good. And it's going to get even better, but right now, I'm very thankful and counting my blessings. I won't go into details, but I'm feeling like one very lucky girl, here... ;+)

Shawn
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photo: A window at our planned wedding site

They have turkeys in Texas....

....and it's quite The Big Deal to hunt them, much like in olden times, so I thought I'd share a picture of some Native Texan Turkeys who look like they're about to high-tail it. I hope they got away and lived to run another day...

Come to think of it, my mother used to say, "My hair looks like the back end of a turkey" when she'd wake up with 'bed-head.' Maybe some of you had mothers who said the same thing (and it kinda did look like that).

May you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving, whatever the back of your hair looks like, whether your bird is fresh or frozen (as it should be)!

Shawn
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And if you'll pardon me....

....I'd like to say we'd do okay....



....Nothing around but the sound of....

Shawn, for SGTex
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Easy Saturday Evening...

~A Blade of Grass~

Said a blade of grass to an autumn leaf, "You make such a noise falling! You scatter all my winter dreams."

Said the leaf indignant, "Low-born and low-dwelling! Songless, peevish thing! You live not in the upper air and you cannot tell the sound of singing."

Then the autumn leaf lay down upon the earth and slept. And when spring came she waked again -- and she was a blade of grass.

And when it was autumn and her winter sleep was upon her, and above her through all the air the leaves were falling, she muttered to herself, "O these autumn leaves! They make such a noise! They scatter all my winter dreams."

K.Gibran, The Madman Chapter 30

Just stopping by after a lovely day with SGTex. After a heavenly, lazy morning, he gathered some mesquite from around the neighborhood and barbecued burgers. Since then, it's been wonderful being able to relax and enjoy an easy Saturday.

Now it's time for me to get a little work done here at the desk, and he's off to visit a friend for a bit. Hoping you all have had a nice day, too.

Hey, it's that time to fall back into Standard Time, so don't forget to set those clocks!

Shawn
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