Monday, December 1, 2008
At dawn my plane plane whizzed past Mt Hood on the way to California.
I arrived in time to admire the big sister's new short hairstyle,
and the little sister fetching beret.
We did some pre-Thanksgiving baking and then relaxed each in our own way. The family artists created cards,
with pigs and mythical goats,
till they had a stack of them.
The little sister started on a new colorful winter hat,
and the cat rested
while the grandmother sipped wine and leafed through all the wonderful art and craft books.
On the big day
the turkey was roasted,
glasses were raised and thanks expressed,
and great amounts of food were consumed. We played many games, and returned home to recover.
On the next day, we celebrated the big sister's 16th birthday. She received pretty things,
an apron embroidered with her favorite foods and
a homemade vintage dress which
needed some altering under the dog' sleepy supervision.
No one wanted to cook so we had lunch at the Naked Café where this picture of the sisters was taken.
And then, all to soon , it was time to
fly away home filled with happy memories.