Thanksgiving will be over within the next fifteen minutes. All in all it was a good day. I awoke early to get the cooking started which was quite a feat since I didn't get to sleep until 3AM. I even got to watch some (most) of the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. First off I baked the pies, moved onto the stuffing and then the bird. I realized I cooked it at too high a heat but I think that I came by that mistake honestly. I seem to remember my mother saying - year after year - "the bird cooked so quickly." I wonder if she, as I did this morning, cooked the bird at 350 instead of 325 degrees.
It was all right in the end.
So the turkey temp was the first memory/shadow. The second was a diaphanous gray curtain just outside my field of vision all day. Wait, perhaps it was the first. Yes, it was first. I dreamed of ice and snow again just before waking. I think I was trying to get to love. Getting to love over an icy pond. Getting to family over an icy pond.
All that trying made me tired - more tomorrow.