Thankful

The sky is busy today. A few high clouds with jets at various altitudes crossing east to west catch the eye as we look out over the setting. The sun is hot but the breeze has a cooling effect. It is Thanksgiving weekend at Cavendish Grove.

The Grove is in the National Park on Prince Edward Island but the park isn't busy today. Most tourists have returned home, leaving the autumn splendor to the lucky few who live on the island. While tourism is important to the economy, my husband and I love these days when the spaces are open and empty and ours to explore.

Fresh and clean describes the air as the breeze rustles the leaves which are dry due to their stage of autumn and the arid summer. An occasional car speeds by in the distance but does not disturb the ambience. We are the only people here but the birds are busy all around us, chirping to each other and filling the spaces in our conversation. 

Lunch is on a bench over-looking the basin which has grown in since the spring run-off. Here, the waist high autumn dipped grasses sway and murmur in the breeze. The grove has a voice of its own today.

The fare is simple, homemade bread, freshly baked chicken, aged cheddar, fresh vegetables and dip, black tea. We savour every morsel in this autumnal theatre. And give thanks!