A Moveable Feast

Clump #101:  Bring Thanksgiving dinner to my mom’s place.

I am very thankful for our daughter, who got up early this morning to cook our Thanksgiving turkey.


Over the river and through the woods … to Grandmother’s house we went.


We brought along a turkey hat, which proved to be quite fun.


My hero!


Every year at this time I feel like I’m on one of those flume rides … clicking slowly up to the top, and then — right after Thanksgiving — shooting down to the big splash of Christmas.


Hold on tight!


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