Things will be back to normal for a week or two, now that Thanksgiving is over. We had a lovely Thanksgiving Day with friends and relatives.
Things will be back to normal for a week or two, now that Thanksgiving is over. We had a lovely Thanksgiving Day with friends and relatives. Russell's brother, his wife and daughter drove all day from North Dakota to join us in the evening. So we had two Thanksgiving meals.
Earlier this week, we took down the fall / Thanksgiving decorations and put up a few Christmas things. When there are no little children around, you sometimes have to fight the urge to do little more than put a wreath on the door. Even when your children are teenagers, they are around to chide you for being a Scrooge.
I have several Santas, snowmen, angels and other little items which I put in a postal sorting cabinet in the entry. This, with a little garland to top the arches there, give visitors a touch of Christmas spirit upon entering the house. There are usually Christmas carols playing at our house as well.
Russell and I will be back on duty at the bookstore at the national fish hatchery. Holidays mess everything up so getting back to our duty will put us on the normal setting. Our regular duty is on Wednesday mornings. The store open at 10 a.m., but we are usually there by 9:30 a.m. so why not stop and see us.
I always take my camera because you never know who's going to be there. Some very interesting people stop by and sometimes I was to get their picture or even do a story for the newspaper or for a magazine. Many people who come in are former residents who haven't been back to Neosho for some time and want to see the new center. They always have stories to tell.
The weather continues to be nice. Usually we think the longer bad weather holds off, the shorter the winter. We can have some very stormy weather in March so maybe that's what will happen this year.
The duck and geese migrations have pretty much eluded me this year so far. One night, we came home late from someplace and as I got out of the car, I could hear geese in the dark, but never saw them. I guess the whistle of a train and the cry of geese are two of the loneliest sounds in the world. I love them both.
My brother-in-law said they saw plenty of geese headed south on their trip to Neosho last week, so maybe there are skeins of geese yet to come.
On a night of a full moon, there's little that is more thrilling than to see geese silhouetted again the moon and their cries cutting through the night air. I think I could live all my life in the autumn of the year.
Kay Hively writes a weekly column for the Daily News.