November Sunday

 A few drifting flakes of snow this morning, enough to make me feel like it's really November. It's mostly gray and cloudy, cold damp air. a few flowers linger on, bright spots in the browns and grays of this season.

I am cozy inside, putting together all the Christmas carols research into an orderly notebook. I have completed the research phase, I think, and now it's time to buckles down to study and practice. Our first shows will be in less than two weeks. Exciting to look forward to, a little scary to look at this big thick notebook of things I need to glue onto my brain.

Last night we prepared dinner for two of our sons and a grandson. It's such a pleasure to see them and have time to just talk. We made squirrel gravy, ham, rice, broccoli, corn, applesauce--good country food. This morning one son and our grandson were here for a pancakes, blackberry syrup and bacon breakfast, but now they are gone too, preparing their camp for this week's deer hunting. Larry will go with them and I hope he is lucky enough to bring home some meat for the freezer.

The men will be back tomorrow night if all goes well, and I will be cooking again. I miss cooking for hungry males--when my five sons were young, meal preparations were massive and pretty much ongoing. Today with just the two of us at home, there usually doesn't seem to be a good reason to cook big hearty meals.

I am happy that the white dressing table I took to our Ravenswood booth sold so quickly, but now I need to really get to work on some painting to restock as the big white desk also sold so there is room in the booth for plenty more furniture. Guess what I'll be doing tomorrow?

For now, it's back to the carols. Wish me luck getting all this down pat by next week!

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