This past weekend was Canadian Thanksgiving. I’m still a little freaked by how early it was this year, but I think I’m kind of glad. With the days getting shorter, the garden slowly going to sleep for the season and the Vancouver rains beginning I was starting to get a little cranky. Cranky isn’t a good thing. For me, cranky turns into eating too many wasted carbs, bad sleeps, a lack of any sort of activity and a proclivity to trashy “chick novels”. Not exactly the healthiest, most productive way to go about things.
Thanksgiving this year came at the perfect time. It was about so much more than overeating and slipping into a turkey coma. It was about life, about laughing,
about a wedding between two beautiful people….
… a surprise fun breakfast made for me
…. harvesting sprouts from the garden
… creating a new variation on pumpkin soup (recipe coming soon!)
…. a quiet nights dinner with some homemade pasta.
All a reminder of how lucky I am. Thank you.