It was a wonderful Thanksgiving with so much to be grateful for. We had a delicious home-cooked dinner with a turkey barbecued and smoked with cherry wood. Per tradition, I brought a big salad and as usual it remained uneaten. After dinner Rob played piano with Marcy on accordion in her former dining room (now art and music room), Tim dozed in front of a football game while Sophie and I sat at the art table where I did this sketch to start off a new sketchbook.
Later, when Bob the cat began playing piano (he jumps on it with a crash then walks across it repeatedly and hisses at you threateningly if you try to remove him) it seemed a good time to depart. We were all tired, happy and full, and called it a great day. (Best not to mess with Bob — he’s sent at least one person to the emergency room!)