October 13th

The day after Thanksgiving and I am hiked, and turkeyed out. . .

My Saturday hike, walking stick in tow, through the forks of the Credit River along the Bruce Trail to Belfountain, was one of the most picturesque, with Fall colours more prominent now.

The new group of hikers I met were like-minded people, and some of the gentlemen assisted me when my old injury resurfaced, during the steep, slippery downhill climbs.

A few minor injuries (it seems I did not wait long enough to heal the last round) left me somewhat immobilized on Sunday. I needed to get ready for Monday, as I was looking forward to cooking a Thanksgiving feast for my daughters and myself.

The meal, the company, and the ambience in my newly rearranged, expansive space, was a huge success. We had a wonderful visit and everyone enjoyed a delicious turkey dinner with all of the trimmings. I relish the time I get to spend conversing with my girls. I learn as much from them these days, as they have learned from me since their births :)

Today was one of rest, and reminiscing some of the times spent with my Mom and Dad. Childhood memories of feelings that are always deep in my soul stay with me, no matter what my age, as they are part of me.

It was a sunny, cold day and the tears did not fall, even though they were at the surface.