Snow in the Air

A lovely Saturday off stretches before me like a fresh canvas awaiting the brush strokes of an artist. Barry has gone to his Saturday morning prayer meeting in Orwell. His trip will include a visit to the transfer station, aka the dump, in Benson. I have an appointment for a haircut at noon and have a grocery list in the making. Saturdays are not my favorite day to be at the grocery store but the chore needs to be done. I do not have to do any Thanksgiving shopping as this is my holiday to work. Happy Thanksgiving to all in case I don't post again before then.