Thankful

For beautiful days in new places.

Watson Mill Bridge, est. 1886

For wonderful coffee for smiling faces.

For new ventures, bold and bright.

And certainly, last but not least, for cuddly kitties all through the night.

I spent Thanksgiving weekend down in Athens with James, Specs, and Sweetpea. The original plan was to head to St. Louis, where my family was hosting my mother's side for Thanksgiving dinner, but life had other ideas this year.

James showed me a wonderful time down in Georgia, complete with hiking in Watson Mill Bridge State Park on Thanksgiving Day; running the North Oconee River Greenway Friday morning followed by dining at Big City Bread for lunch and Farm 255 for dinner; and avoiding the University of Georgia football madness at the movie theater seeing Skyfall Saturday.


It was a nice break from all of the house prepping I've been doing of late.

Speaking of which, I'm getting new carpet for one of the bedrooms tomorrow, so it's time to go wrangle the old up.

Best wishes to all and safe travels to those still returning home.