This time of year, there's a fleeting moment in the early evening, just before sunset, when there's a beam of sunlight that comes through the dining room window. Everything in its path is illuminated. I stand there staring at the glow and in a blink, it's gone.
Years ago I was all about linen,China, silver, matching crystal candlesticks and wine glasses,...blah, blah,blah. Now it's different. Stuff means less or maybe more if it is found or received. The tin candle stick is from Sedora's latest trip to Oaxaca, the paper mache fruit is from a trip to Mexico, the other little fruits are from Kerrie H., and the rest mostly from Thrift Stores.
It was a fabulous holiday spent with my family. Donald cooked mostly (the best Thanksgiving turkey, dressing and gravy etc. ever) and I cleaned mostly. My sister brought pies. It was one of the happiest holidays of memory. I hope the same was true for you as well.