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Eva’s Byte #343 – Home Sweet Home
Those who celebrate Thanksgiving are either homeward bound, or homebound in preparation for hosting a holiday dinner. For many, Thanksgiving affords us a rare opportunity to rub elbows with those we hardly see during the year. It also might not be a bad idea to reconcile differences if we have any.
The First Thanksgiving in 1621 was basically a three-day celebration of a successful harvest. This year, in 2021, with all the hype about a turkey shortage, and price hikes for stuffing, sweet potatoes, cranberries, and just about anything else that’s edible, we’d do well to focus on giving thanks for the food on our table. And, home, wherever that may be. So many do not have the luxury of a roof over their head.
Essentially, home is where the heart is—our happy place where love and warmth reside.
As the passage of time brings about changes in the dynamics at the dinner table, my heart has become home for hosting Thanksgiving memories of yesteryear.
I’m grateful for the wisdom that comes with aging. It has empowered me to overlook minor inconveniences, seek new adventures, and delight in fresh discoveries.
*As we reflect on things to be grateful for, may health and happiness abound within the comfort of home sweet home.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
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The First Thanksgiving in 1621 was basically a three-day celebration of a successful harvest. This year, in 2021, with all the hype about a turkey shortage, and price hikes for stuffing, sweet potatoes, cranberries, and just about anything else that’s edible, we’d do well to focus on giving thanks for the food on our table. And, home, wherever that may be. So many do not have the luxury of a roof over their head.
Essentially, home is where the heart is—our happy place where love and warmth reside.
As the passage of time brings about changes in the dynamics at the dinner table, my heart has become home for hosting Thanksgiving memories of yesteryear.
I’m grateful for the wisdom that comes with aging. It has empowered me to overlook minor inconveniences, seek new adventures, and delight in fresh discoveries.
*As we reflect on things to be grateful for, may health and happiness abound within the comfort of home sweet home.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
Eva’s Byte #349 – Home Sweet Home
“Home is where your story begins.” Annie Danielson
On the home front:
As the number of COVID cases continues to ramp up on a daily basis at an alarming rate, and as I’ve gotten a taste of how bitterly cold January can be, home is where it’s at for me. It’s a given my days of foraging for sea glass are behind me—unless a gift horse of low tide on a sunny morning/midday of at least 50 degrees occurs.
In the meantime, I’ve taken up crafting apple pomanders which I’d written about at length in Eva’s Bye #346. Thus far, a half-dozen are in the curing stage prior to decorating and gifting. Winter is the perfect season to undertake a project of this nature. Because I find it necessary to keep busy at all hours of the day, this endeavor has taken on a life of its own as a gesture for extending goodwill.
On the story front:
Home is the primary setting for my Contemporary work in progress—a guesthouse in the seaside community Charlestown, Rhode Island. I’m currently wending my way through Chapter 5. A story which sprouted from a few scatterbrained seeds has grown untamed, thanks to characters who are leading me on a wild-goose chase.
*May your home be a safe haven where love, laughter, harmony and creativity abound within its confines.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
On the home front:
As the number of COVID cases continues to ramp up on a daily basis at an alarming rate, and as I’ve gotten a taste of how bitterly cold January can be, home is where it’s at for me. It’s a given my days of foraging for sea glass are behind me—unless a gift horse of low tide on a sunny morning/midday of at least 50 degrees occurs.
In the meantime, I’ve taken up crafting apple pomanders which I’d written about at length in Eva’s Bye #346. Thus far, a half-dozen are in the curing stage prior to decorating and gifting. Winter is the perfect season to undertake a project of this nature. Because I find it necessary to keep busy at all hours of the day, this endeavor has taken on a life of its own as a gesture for extending goodwill.
On the story front:
Home is the primary setting for my Contemporary work in progress—a guesthouse in the seaside community Charlestown, Rhode Island. I’m currently wending my way through Chapter 5. A story which sprouted from a few scatterbrained seeds has grown untamed, thanks to characters who are leading me on a wild-goose chase.
*May your home be a safe haven where love, laughter, harmony and creativity abound within its confines.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
Eva’s Byte #451 – Home, Sweet Home
“Regardless the destination, all roads lead home.” H.L. Balcomb
On December 11th, the Rhode Island Department of Transportation closed the westbound side of Washington Bridge on I-195 due to a critical failure of some bridge components. Severely limiting and hampering access to points north and south, and impacting residents in the East Bay area, I felt the Grinch pinch. So did thousands of others crawling along congested arteries heading to our destinations near or far as the clock ticked on the 12th.
What can you do but grin and bear it?
At one of our standstill intervals, my mother and I burst out laughing when the local radio station played. “I’ll Be Home for Christmas”. At that point in time—only in our dreams!
Despite the surreal traffic and new detours in addition to existing ones, those roads led us to home, sweet home in different cities on opposite sides of the bridge.
Mercifully, in record time on the 15th, two bypass lanes on the eastbound lane were opened, enabling two-lane traffic on the westbound side.
In the capacity of a writer, I’ve reached my destination at the finish line in chapter 47 (1031words) along the draft of my Contemporary work in progress. I’m embarking along the journey of chapter 48 (252 thus far).
*Wishing everyone safe travels along roads not yet taken throughout the holiday season.
My sincere appreciation to you for reading this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: http://www.authorsden.com/evapasco
On December 11th, the Rhode Island Department of Transportation closed the westbound side of Washington Bridge on I-195 due to a critical failure of some bridge components. Severely limiting and hampering access to points north and south, and impacting residents in the East Bay area, I felt the Grinch pinch. So did thousands of others crawling along congested arteries heading to our destinations near or far as the clock ticked on the 12th.
What can you do but grin and bear it?
At one of our standstill intervals, my mother and I burst out laughing when the local radio station played. “I’ll Be Home for Christmas”. At that point in time—only in our dreams!
Despite the surreal traffic and new detours in addition to existing ones, those roads led us to home, sweet home in different cities on opposite sides of the bridge.
Mercifully, in record time on the 15th, two bypass lanes on the eastbound lane were opened, enabling two-lane traffic on the westbound side.
In the capacity of a writer, I’ve reached my destination at the finish line in chapter 47 (1031words) along the draft of my Contemporary work in progress. I’m embarking along the journey of chapter 48 (252 thus far).
*Wishing everyone safe travels along roads not yet taken throughout the holiday season.
My sincere appreciation to you for reading this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: http://www.authorsden.com/evapasco
