September 29/365 Songs 22

We celebrate Thanksgiving with abandon. We fill the house with far-flung friends. Boys come home; dogs dance. Suddenly the house contains more food and drink than is possible to consume. On Thanksgiving morning, this is the song that I listen to first, before anyone talks to me, while I drink a cup of coffee looking out on the rimed woods.


4 thoughts on “September 29/365 Songs 22

  1. Lovely. It sounds like a good piece to listen to at the end of the day as well, as you transition from wild abandon to the sweet solitude of sleep.


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