It's not what you see, but how you see it.

Friday, November 26, 2004

Our Thanksgiving meal was treditional and comfortable. Candles glowed, cider sparkled and smiles were shared. After dinner we took a walk to admire the lovely landscape. The light drizzle rain grew thick, forcing an early end. Deer munched the green grass as I ran the rest of the way home. Another glass of wine? Sure!

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