Merrye Thanksgiving

courtesy of 1890 Gable House Goods

Thanksgiving morning was
 a cold one here
at the cottage.
It was 29 degrees out as I awoke.
The coffee brewed...
signaling to my husband to awake.
I chuckled as I watched out the window.
A cold blue sky
with a few white clouds~
our gang of squirrels
dancing
and playing along the
stockade fencing.
I could hear the chickadees
in the hedgerow
along the side of the house.
Sauce was simmering and Ziti was in the making.
The Season is upon us.

Courtesy of 1890 Gable House Goods

 Thanksgiving becomes different

 as we grow.

Some seats are empty~

and new ones are filled.

Life's cycle.

While I am not nestled in

my beloved mountains,

they are within me.

While my Mom and daughter's 

celebrate up North,

I will join Tim's family

which has been our normal.

I always add 

the Caruso part of my family

within our Thanksgiving.

I may not mill the tomatoes 

at the Caruso table,

but the sauce is a part 

of blending families.

I find myself
settling into my new normal.
my biggest show is behind me.
For the first time
in 20 years,
I am not making for the holidays,
but simply enjoying
Fall
Family
Friends.

I know there are changes ahead,
as I settle on 
a new business model.

 

I love

the blackened wax ornaments

from

 Gable House Goods.

They bring me back

to a time

of my beginings...

I have loved making chalkware from my own sculpts and molds~

and have often thought,

that blackened wax

would be 

amazing.

As I write my 

business plan for next year,

and shape my business

for the future;

I also see things 

that still catch my heart.

I'm not exactly sure

how I set things up,

but I do know 

that my heart will 

lead the way.