Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? This is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain. The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. - A.E. Housman (1859-1936)

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Thanksgiving 08

At John's house.

Addendum: Note the Jane Goodall table in the rear!
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4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Was it yummy?

8:28 AM

 
Blogger Tom Fisher said...

Yes, it was very yummy....in a non-turkey sort of way. You see, we actually didn't have any turkey with the dinner. The turkey was in the oven and didn't get done in time for the meal. Which suited me fine - I'm not real cracked about turkey, anyway!

6:31 AM

 
Blogger David said...

hmmmmmm ... WE didn't have turkey either. Could this be some bizarre result of the Obama election? Inquiring minds want to know. (But seriously, everything looks wonderful, I miss you ALL, and can't wait to see you in less than a month!)

9:49 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Huzzah, Fishers! Ching-ching!

2:33 PM

 

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