It is a beautiful day at the lake in Texas. The sun is shining and the temperature is seventy degrees. The lake is calm. Soon, I will go for a walk around the loop by the house. A bright sunny day, followed by an overcast windy day looks especially appealing. One summer, Ken and I worked in Arizona at a camp, where every day the sun was shining. After a bit, we never even noticed the sun, we just stayed out of the direct sun and searched for shade at every opportunity. Soon we returned to Ontario where a bright sunny day was appreciated, especially in the autumn colors.
Our life here at the lake is pleasant, especially as we are only forty-five minutes from David and Suzanne and the girls. Yesterday we spent a wonderful but unremarkable day with the family in San Antonio. I watched an episode of Antiques Roadshow with David. The girls quietly got their school work ready while Abigail studied with a friend and Sarah watched the movie Titanic. Mostly we sat in the lovely living room chatting and sipping wine, everyone coming in and out through out the day. Allison and Samantha opened and put up many Christmas decorations. Dinner was in the kitchen, eating left over ribs and chicken and sausage, along with salad. Nothing fancy but delightful. David served us a new port.
Ken says that every day is a Thanksgiving Day for us, but the days we spend with the family make us extra grateful for another Thanksgiving Day.
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