It’s Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada. What does Thanksgiving mean to you? Turkey, down sleeping bags, travel, chip wagon fries?
I’m musing about fall 2020 this week. About crisp mornings and cool evenings. About new fall clothes and old friends.
Summer is in its last days. And after weeks of shingles pain, I’m hoping to finally wear some of my summer outfits before fall.
‘Tis the season, folks. The clocks have been turned back. The sun sets an hour earlier now. Some days Hubby and I are pressed to get our walk in before dark. It used to be a tradition for us on …
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