It was a wonderful long Thanksgiving weekend. My husband and I spent Saturday with our daughter and the kids. We had the traditional Thanksgiving dinner and expressed our gratitude for so much in our lives. We always do art and play games with the girls and their brother enjoyed camping with pillows and blankets.
Sunday was a quiet day as we walked the boardwalk then spent time with our grandson when our daughter and the girls took in a movie. Every chance we have to spend time alone with our two year old grandson is a joy as he explores the world and increases his vocabulary every week.
On Monday, my husband and I took the golden grand-dog, Georgie, with us for a walk. She has recovered from the limp she had last week. The Millman Road is a Heritage Road on Prince Edward Island and I have featured it on this blog a number of times.
By this past weekend, it was past peak colour for the trees this year. Many leaves didn’t survive the wind storm of Dorian from early September anyway.
The road was a pretty setting nevertheless, with shades of yellow framing the red dirt road stretched out before us as we walked its length.
Many birds have left the island already this year but the voices of the Black capped chickadees were obvious in the trees around us.
The squirrels entertained us too with their chatter from the trees and the occasional dash across the road which always interested Georgie.
The highlight of the day was our picnic lunch under the trees. It was 12 degrees Celsius, without a breath of wind. As we ate our turkey sandwiches with hot tea, the leaves gently dropped from the maple and birch trees around us. In front of us, the yellow, green and red leaves formed a watercolour.
I could feel myself relax and breathe deeply as I observed the painting and chatted with my husband. And though it will sound cloyingly sentimental, as we soaked up the ambience, a single maple leaf fell on the table.
Thankful isn’t an adequate description!