Thursday, November 26, 2009

At Our House








Camellias and friends and babies (would you look at that dimple?) and food and music and coffee and sunshine and deer liver for Pearl and happy chickens and collards out of the garden and kids laughing and Alice's Restaurant and cooking and cooking and cooking and oh, another mess to clean up and here, hug me because I love you, over and over again.

Happy Thanksgiving.

And happy birthday, Anna.

22 comments:

  1. Dear Ms. Moon (and Family of Ms. Moon!)

    I am teary and heart-full at the love you all share. Thanks for sharing it with me via these, the sweet internets!

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  2. It's a good party if people gather in the kitchen.

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  3. Looks like a wonderfully happy family. Thanks for sharing!

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  4. Happy Thanksgiving- nothing better than a holiday with a new baby!!!

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  5. Happy Thanksgiving Ms Moon. Looks like a wonderful time

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  6. Mary- Ah, thank-you! We've had a good time.

    Mwa- Always. Always in the kitchen.

    Mel- We're pretty happy when we're together.

    Maggie May- Very true.

    Michelle- Wish you'd been here. Happy Thanksgiving to YOU!

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  7. Happy Thanksgiving you all y'all, looks like a great day! I love how in the picture of all the kids, you can tell they were talking and laughing, and that they really, really love each other, and more importantly, really like and enjoy each other.

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  8. Thank you for a wonderful couple of days! I love you so much Mama, my heart just bursts.

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  9. Ah, the pie to my Thanksgiving day.
    You too, beautiful woman. Looks like loads of fun and love. You must be wiped out. Rest easy.

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  10. Happy Hapy Thanksgiving. We are so thankful to be our neighbors and chosen fam... we always think of you all on this day and remember all the fun fabulous Moon thanksgivings past.

    Much love,
    pf marc & Harley

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  11. Thank you for the birthday wishes, and for making me feel so welcome in your home.

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  12. Ginger- They WERE! They were in that kitchen just giggling.

    May- Thank you for all the work you did, for your shining goodness, your sweet beauty, your good food, your strength and your YOU-NESS because there is no one like you. I am so proud to be your mama.
    Now- I hope you're having a lovely evening. Really.

    Bethany- I'm pretty darn tired but sweet Jessie finished up the kitchen and we just watched a lovely movie (Away We Go- it's good)
    and now it's bed time. And all is well.

    Ms. Fleur- Wish you could have been here today. And there is PLENTY of stuffing left for you.

    Anna- It was just wonderful having you here and I hope that next time you stay, you get to sleep on a real bed. Sweet dreams, sweet lady.

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  13. Brother Wrecking Ball- What is a bastete? Happy Thanksgiving to you, too, you sweet BASTARD!!!

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  14. The best part of this is that Pearl got her deer liver! Yay! ;)

    Party looks so fun. Wish I were there!

    And--I loved Away We Go! Great movie.

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  15. What a warm, cozy, happy, nurturing place! Everyone reflects that and more!

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  16. Happpy Thanksgiving, dear Ms. Moon!

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  17. This seems like what Thanksgiving is suppose to be...
    glad you had such a loving time.

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  18. Looks like a wonderful family-happy day! Put your feet up now and eat turkey sandwiches for the next few days.

    We're in NYC with family and had so much fun doing their tradition of home-made sushi Thanksgiving. Beautiful and delicious.

    Blessings on all of us.

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  19. SJ- Yep. Pearl got her deer liver. I hope you're feeling better- maybe you need some deer liver, too!

    Joy- It's pretty awesome.

    Elizabeth- And back again and again. Thank-you.

    Deb- Oh. It was.

    Kathleen- NYC! Enjoy!

    DTG- You recovered yet? Me? Barely.

    Stephanie- We thought so.

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