Today is Thanksgiving Day. Here at the farm we had a full eight days of Thanksgiving during which we were joined by children and grandchildren and my sister and her son. They’re all gone now. Craig’s cleaning the chimney since the weather is pleasant and I assembled a turkey pot pie from leftovers and it’s cooking in the oven. It’s so quiet in the house that it’s easy for me to hear their happy voices in my memories. And I am filled with gratitude.