The wild duck soars and then circles

Over my orchard.

The fruit has fallen, ripe and ready to pick.

I yearn for flowers that bend with the wind and rain.

In my mind, I write a play about TEA.

And the wind sighs amongst the pots and cauldrons.

~Tso Ssu~

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Thanksgiving day this year was different, but wonderful. Larry cooked and served. He is my hero. I was 3 days out of surgery, not feeling very well and he took over. And look, he made butternut squash soup.

Tea, Champagne, heart shaped sandwiches….and for dessert…

My favorite dessert of all, Godiva Truffles. {forgive the poor photography. I was a little loopy}

I am thankful for so very much this year….

Love you beyond the moon.

Me