Grateful for my many blessings of family, friends, home, and health.
Due to Covid, annual festivities on the Hill were cancelled. Missed the Cowan clan feast and bonfire that have become a tradition these last few years, but also grateful for the memories of years past.
On Saturday, we decided to make an afternoon drive to continue the Thanksgiving weekend tradition of apple picking and watching the salmon jump in the Ganaraska. The fall colours were glorious. The weather was warm and skies overcast to saturate colour. Rob, Alex, Penny and I picked 20 pounds worth between us and sat in grass, enjoying a little picnic of sourdough bread, some cheese, chocolate, and a wee taste of single malt whiskey.
Sunday was gardening, a few hours of digging and raking to prep for winter. That night, enjoyed the fire in the chiminea, and the cozy glow coming from the house windows. Warmth all round. My brothers Dave and Mike joined virtually and the next day we met up in person to toast Thanksgiving with some of Mike's India pale ale he brewed from home.
Thanksgiving dinner on Monday with Alex, Penny and Rob was prime rib, mushrooms with white wine, garlic smashed potatoes, brussel sprouts and bacon. Also a fine Spanish red 2002 Bodegas y Viñedos Alión, a little past its prime but still round and delicious. Pumpkin pie for dessert.
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