It’s been pouring rain and the wind is howling at the door.  It’s a less than subtle reminder that winter comes to all of us, ready or not.   Roses drenched in rain, are still blooming in our yard, just waiting to dance in the wind with our Christmas lights.  Who knew December would be here so quickly and with such force? We should have planned ahead, I told my husband, because it’s supposed to rain all weekend and we haven’t put up the lights yet.   I caught him smiling as he watched the rain through the window.   Ha!  Just let him think he’s getting out of putting up…

The day is damp with a bit of drizzle.  Just enough to make us bundle up.  The rain would be welcome this time of year and our umbrellas are waiting, but secretly I’m hoping it skips us today.   Rain tomorrow would be just fine.  I hope your Thanksgiving day brings you sunshine.   Soon our dining room will be filled with the sound of chatter as platters of food are shared once again this Thanksgiving day. I was privileged to host some guests from Japan several years ago.  They were astounded that we had this room in our house that we only used once or twice a year.  It…