Friday, November 27, 2020

Thanksgiving 2020


While waiting for an apple pie to bake, I soaked up some fine music and experimented with new ways to cover ground with the dirty threads. Finishing it just now while listening to Charlie talk himself to sleep was the perfect bookend to my day. 

A fine traditional meal with our small family circle. Plates packed and dropped off for those working double shifts or living alone. 

Then sharing a first look at an older movie with Charlie who gave it 10 stars. "Chicken Run" has my thumbs up too.

It was dark by the time we brought Colin his dinner. An idling freight train was blocking a gated crossing. Police vehicles strobing silently on both sides. We circled around for a better view of the airfield, tiny blue lights stretched into the distance. Then we made our way through town. Every other crape myrtle swathed in Christmas lights. Charlie had a good view from his booster seat in the rear of my coupe, the seat he's about to outgrow. He went quiet.

"I feel like I could cry."

I checked him in the rearview. "What's making you sad?"

"Nothing. The night is just so beautiful."

I'm so humbled and grateful to spend time with this child.


deemallon said...

I absolutely love this “thread paving.” The heart and the sun set are of a piece. And — wow, your language was so vivid I was in that car with you and Charlie. A beautiful moment captured in great prose.

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

these moments tell us the Truth

Joanne S said...

here in Maine- nearly every house and tree is covered in lights this year- the first time EVER.
And, yes, Charlie it is beautiful enough to make one cry.

I think its people reaching out to each other. A moment of Grace.

buysse maria said...

Big HUG Deb , i know those feeling to

Liz A said...

oh Charlie ... thank you

Deb Lacativa said...

Thank you all. Hope your Thanksgiving was enough. Ours was.

Nancy said...

Deb, Oh, your Charlie boy. Sigh. THIS is what it is. xo