We started this week with one-half inch to an inch of snow in most places. Warming temperatures have resulted in a few icy spots, which will no doubt have washed away entirely in Wednesday’s rain before you read this. Walking in the woods is more interesting with a bit of white stuff on the ground, because all sorts of tracks show up. Mike has seen lots of deer spoor, and we both have noticed plenty of coyote tracks. Yes, they are right here in the “big city.”
Thanksgiving Day was crowded, noisy, delicious, and fun. All three Hoeh daughters and their respective families were with us, as well as the Stancioffs’ Danish exchange student, Renée, and Elisabeth’s boyfriend, Kirill. The 21-pound turkey had a slight dent made in it, but we are enjoying turkey sandwiches, turkey pie, and the prospect of turkey soup. Sometimes I think that leftovers are the best part of the big day.
I suspect that the ladies of the West Bethel Union Church have been as busy as Santa’s elves this week, preparing for the annual Christmas greens sale on Saturday. Be sure to stop by to find what you need for decorations.
On the same day, the West Parish Congregational Church in Bethel will host its annual Christmas Tea and Fair, a good place to do some gift shopping. There will be all sorts of goings-on all day, in and around town, so be aware and be there.
The Pleasant Valley Grange has lost two valued long-time members this past week: Helen Saunders, whom I wrote about last week, and Rupert Grover, who passed a few days later. In John Applin’s words, both will be sorely missed by one and all. We send our condolences to both families and to their many friends, as well.
Yet another loss occurred on Nov. 25, one which touches a number of West Bethel residents. Mabel Kennett, known for her years as a teacher, for her prowess as a quilter, and for the life that she modeled, succumbed to leukemia. She was a friend and mentor to many, including me, and we will have many good memories of her. Our sincere sympathy goes to her husband, Alden, their three children, and many grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
Black Friday and Cyber Monday have passed, and the frantic rush to shop, shop, shop has begun. I often think that we have lost sight of the real message of the holiday season, whatever religious beliefs we follow. Might do us all good to shop less and love more.
We cut our tannenbaum out in the snowy woods, and it sits in the garage, awaiting the day when we put it up and decorate with lights and ornaments. That reminds me, it’s time to buy tinsel icicles, instead of waiting until the last minute, when there will be none left to buy. Let’s see if this good intention doesn’t find its way to the road to you-know-where.
The hairy woodpeckers, chickadees, cardinals, and occasional nuthatches visit the feeders from time to time, but not as frequently as we’d like. Let me know what you’re seeing in your yards and gardens. Or whatever else you’re up to. firstname.lastname@example.org; 824-2917.