Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is many things to many people and I'm sure not all are as rosey as mine. Yesterday as we left our home we drove past families out swinging golf clubs together toward the field across from their farmhouse. Harbor was in the back seat and nearly jumped out of the moving vehicle because he brought a spider in with the mail to sort through. We drove to Bentonville, Ohio to John's cousin's on his mother's side. We walked in not knowing many names and many of the faces not knowing ours. Over 40 people gathered and we ate and talked and sat and napped. John's dad brought the guns, a 22 handgun, 22 rifle, 223 rifle, and we shot at bottles, cans and blew something up. It was quite nice