Goodbye. Love yous. See you soon. Thanks for being here.
All the words that signify the conclusion of time well spent. A sincere occasion.
We crowded in a kitchen between the box of wine and the table covered in casseroles or hot dishes (depending on your vernacular)that were waiting in queue for oven space. Pumpkin pies of various shapes and sizes donning different hats and the gorgeous German chocolate cake smiled from the corner. Faces- so familiar - from childhood and work-world and previous gatherings of love and food. Red stained teeth.
To step back and observe this moment (in the moment) I felt my spirit being deeply nourished. I felt my roots and heart sinking deeply into this "home" of people and mountains and oceans and root vegetables.
I've never seen root vegetables take so many fantastic shapes and flavors. Root souffle, root casserole, root soup, root pie, roasted with garlic. ROOTS. What a perfect mascot to represent this day dedicated to slowing down, gathering, and giving thanks.
A celebration of grounding. A celebration of nourishment.
What a lovely family we have in this corner of the country!
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