This is my favorite of holidays because it celebrates no one person or entity, I am almost always in the company of good friends a/o family and, good food is always an integral part of the festivities. I wish all of you a happy day of giving thanks whether you celebrate the holiday in a traditional fashion or a form more tailored to specific beliefs or lifestyles.
They told us we were moving to “The Banana Belt” of the Dakotas and granted, we DID have a beautiful fall but…BUT…I’ve been housebound the past week due to the accumulation of snow, wind and cold. Schools have been delayed or closed twice in a week’s period; parts of the expressway keep closing. The airport shut down. Temperatures have been consistently below zero (at least at night) and my friends in Alaska are pointing their fingers and laughing. Yesterday we had winds gusting up to 60 mph. Banana belt…my butt!
To be fair, this photo was actually taken in North Dakota but, you get the drift…bwaa, haaa, haaa, haaa!
We had the most glorious fall here in the Black Hills, with warm temperatures and almost no rain. That came to a screeching halt one week ago when winter replaced 60 degree temps with those below zero and, giving us our first precipitation in over a month – rain that switched over to six inches of snow in the middle of the night. No easing into the season for us.
After a week of hunkering down, shoveling snow and making soups, I decided to revisit a day trip from this past summer. My partner’s beautiful daughter came to visit and it so happened that a dear friend of hers who grew up in South Dakota was also in state and she took us on a tour of her old stomping grounds near Martin, South Dakota.
Grinden School, where our tour guide Mary, went to school, oh…a few years back.
Jenneca, ready to head to town?
Just another little house on the prairie.
Old hay loader
Thank you Mary, for taking us down these roads that took us back to the stories of your childhood!