If you can't beat'em...

Without a doubt, my favourite part of fall is celebrating Thanksgiving.

Cool crisp air, snuggling by the fire with a warm piece of pumpkin pie
as yellow and red leaves pirouette together on their final journey.

Funny thing about that vision; since we've moved to the old farmhouse,
the temperatures on Thanksgiving weekend have continued to climb.
This year breaking a fifty year record.

So while there may have been pumpkin pie and leaves continued to dance,

there was no fire in the woodstove and snuggling under layers of blankets was out of the question.

This year I decided if it was going to be warm, well heck, we might as well embrace it
and enjoy it for what it is. And, for the first time. in anyone's memory, we dined al fresco.

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Because, really, if you can't beat'em, then you might as well join'em.

~Be well friends~