A Country Thanksgiving



My parents live way out in the country.  Visiting them frequently results in the opportunity to view sights to which I am not accustomed.

Things like a neighbor’s calf, beautiful yellow grapefruit nearly ready for picking, and my sister’s cat ascending to the top of a nectarine tree to chase hummingbirds.

In the latter case, my tall nephew had to climb on a bench to retrieve Butternut.  In the process, he impaled his finger on a thorn.  Ouch!


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