First off, I am so thankful for Sara, who accompanied me on my forays into the mountains for our Christmas trees, which made me brave and offered me friendship and cheer so that I could find what I wanted, and find my way back out of the tangle of logging roads.
I'm also thankful for all my loved ones. Family is good, and that doesn't just mean blood-related. I am blessed to share love with many. Here is some of my good fortune in photos.
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| Sara with G-ma's tree. The frozen snow kept us from going higher up for G-ma's and my trees |
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| Sun-bow |
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| Santa's sleigh with G-ma's tree on top, and more inside. Ho ho ho! |
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| Have to stop at Doerring's for the traditional mandarins! |
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| I went across Hwy 162 to see the migrating birds on the water |
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| Mr. Wilson!!!!! The smallest mountain range in the world; the Sutter Buttes |
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| Mr. Wilson! Sutter Buttes seen from Hwy 5 rest stop. |
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| The Coastal Range from the rest stop. Snow on the mountains! |
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| The country mouse hits traffic |
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| Decoration at Safeway; sure to capture my girlish heart. |
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| Thanksgiving morning sunrise over the Bay from Hamilton field |
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| close-up |
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| Looking west toward the Control Tower of Hamilton Field |
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| After my Bay walk, I went up Reservoir Hill to see the panorama |
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| One view from the summit, looking toward Novato |
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| I really loved the gnarly oak trees |
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| Santa has arrived at the Fewell Home |
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| The table is all laid for the feast, using fabulous heirloom dishes |
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| Our hostess, Liana |
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| The "kids" aren't kids any more, eh? |
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| Ian created these Oreo-candy turkeys |
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| I am thrilled to meet young Elizabeth Joann Fewell, Liana and Jim's first grandchild. Isn't she tiny? She is 5 weeks old. |
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| Four generations |
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| Great Grandma and Elizabeth |
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| Aimee stirs the mulled wine |
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| The Thanksgiving Turkey (and our host, Jim!) |
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| Matt lashes down the tree I brought for him and Wendie |
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| An attempt at a group shot: Jim, me, and Hannah are not in it, and Riley and Julia had already departed for another feast. And Uncle Jeffery is in Texas, while Casey was working. |
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| Cousins |
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| Silly sisters |
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| Thirteen for dinner, and we all survived to tell the tale. |
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| The Yolo causeway |
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| a sign |
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| Equipment at the ready |
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| art shot of the wetlands |
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| colorful grasses |
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| Farm |
Home was next on the list.
