Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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0 Comments:Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Thursday, November 25, 2004 Happy Thanksgiving to one and all. This is the big feast at our house - though big and feasting go pretty much hand in hand around here most of the time. We'll seat 12; several guests have pulled out for one reason or another - but 12 is the perfect number at my table anyway. Tables, I should say, since a sit down feast means bringing in the card tables and folding chairs. Woah! Sunshine! There are golden sunbeams dancing through the windows right now! goodness, we haven't seen something like that in over a week. What an omen. I can't really think of anything worthy to say after this. A sky of madona blue, bare dancing limbs, and golden sunshine. May you have your own golden Thanksgiving Day. posted by Bess | 7:32 AM |
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