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Thanksgiving

The meadow in November
The meadow in November

I am grateful for what I am and have.  My thanksgiving is perpetual . . . O how I laugh when I think of my vague indefinite riches.  No run on my bank can drain it, for my wealth is not possession but enjoyment.

~ Henry David Thoreau

Nestled
Nestled

I am grateful that I will be spending the next few days with family and friends.  During this time of reconnecting with those I love, I will be disconnecting from the internet.  Well, I might peek in occasionally if I have some free time and there is nothing else going on.

Because of NaBloPoMo, I have scheduled posts (including this one) to stand in for me.  To those who are celebrating it, Happy Thanksgiving!  Thank you all so much for visiting with me, for your comments, your likes, and well, for just being you.

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

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Robin is... too many things to list, but here is a start: an artist and writer; a photographer and saunterer; a daughter and sister and granddaughter; a friend, a partner, a wife, a mother, and a grandmother; a gardener, a great and imaginative cook, and the creator of wonderful sandwiches.

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