A Mountain Thanksgiving

Highlights of Our Mountain Thanksgiving:

* Visiting a cabin up the mountain to see the four big black bears that the hunters had harvested. The cook of the camp invited us in and told us tales of the giant no-nose bear and of the mountain man who lives in a tiny log cabin up the mountain and still lives as the settlers did.
* Realizing that I didn't have flour to make my gravy and traipsing down the road, through the woods and into the cozy cabin of a couple that lives in the mountains year-round. They were so glad to see me and tried to send me back to the cabin with half of their kitchen - what hospitality and generosity of spirit do mountain folks often have (even to this flat lander!).


* Enjoying two delicious hours of non-stop reading time by the woodstove while all the boys (plus my father-in-law who came for a visit) hiked up the mountain.
* Taking an early morning walk with Eli to collect pinecones, acorns, berries and leaves for him to make the centerpiece for our Thanksgiving dinner while M. and the other boys went to help clean up leaves at our little mountain church.


* Working on some embroidery each evening as we watched holiday movies and Sherlock Holmes over ice cream.
* Catching up with the church family at our mountain fellowship and pondering the question from the message - "Do we ever thank God for that which we DON'T have?"
* A walk through the woods one afternoon - just M. and I - then back to the cabin for hot drinks on a chilly day.