Outside, it’s an amazing sunny 64º, after raining all night.  The colors are, if not dazzling, still eye-catching.  Indoors, some culinary arts by E are happening. This was her infamous savory Italian Florentine pie, and these are her equally famous homemade egg noodles, drying.

Tomorrow is T-day.  It will be quiet and non-eventful, just us, which is fine.  Avdi is traveling up to PA to spend the holiday with the kids.  I’m just thankful he’s alive and well, and getting to be with them, which doesn’t happen very often anymore.  As long as he’s out there somewhere, I’m okay.