Thursday, November 24, 2005

Thanksgiving at the End of the Day

This evening I called my mother and father in Maine. It is 20 degrees in Old Town and the ground is covered with a fresh coat of white winter paint!

Here in Georgia I sat in my sunny back yard reading -- wearing a pair of black sweat pants and a black T-shirt. I began to sweat and moved my chair into the shade.

Thanksgiving at the end of the day!

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