food and family






I'm on day one of a three day weekend, and let me just say that it is delightful. This morning I made pies and cornbread because today is a celebration day for my town. All the friends and family come back and there is food and laughter and sharing of lives. Everyone is out on their front porches and inviting people into their homes to share food and conversation. It's a great day to live in a small town. 

I woke up early to make pies. A pumpkin pie because fall is here. A pecan one because who doesn't love pecan pie. I love to bake in the morning because everything is quiet. It's just me in my kitchen, enjoying the process of making delicious food. 

The parade is watched with family because it's tradition. Then we walked back to the aunt's house through the cemetery because it was nicer than walking along the road. There is more food and family time. I ate three desserts because I could. 

Now there is laundry tumbling in the dryer as I work on some plans. I'm falling asleep sitting on the couch, but I want to linger just a little longer in the sweetness of this day. I want to hold it just for a few more moments before it gives way to tomorrow.  

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