thanksgiving day photos
pre-caffinating, to get through the day. i don't normally do coffee, but there's nothing like a holiday to bring out the bad habits.
Tattersall surveys the patio and suggests we clean it up.
Masala surveys Tattersall.
an hour later, the tidy patio and its tidiers, interns Matt & Gina, with Alan.
Gawain is not too sure about all this fuss and botherment.
Kat working on the pie:
pie is better with honey whisky.
Mom and Erin on the porch
John and Tristan with Gawain, on the porch
we jettisoned the sofa to the porch so we'd have more room for tables. this was universally declared a success.
instead of one long table this year, we had four separate tables of 6 people each. this worked better, and it was more possible to get across the room.
dressed up for dinner: a good shot of my favorite hairfalls. and actual hair, for that matter.
Jenny finishes up the cooking
Rev and I on the patio
the room full of people:
Jean made actual whipped cream for the pie. Erin approves.
pie is popular.
late night cleaning, after the feast
Around the land.
Ozymandias surveys his domain, the mulch pile known as Bugtown.
bird nest in the grandmother cottonwood tree
sunset on the sandias. "sandia" means "watermelon" in Spanish, and this is why the mountains are named that. they do this most nights, even without the snow, but snow brings it out.
snow! on the woodpile
rosemary
snow on the garden (and yes, this passes for a major snowfall down on the farm, i am sorry to say. we are snow-deprived.)
vines in the apricot tree:
chickens do not approve of snow. not even that much.
scratchgrass with snow
Tattersall approves of this bed.
