I'm in Vermont with a wonderful conglomerate of extended family, pondering the intricate connections we all share amidst voids. I'm always amazed at how a sense of place comes from not only repetition, but companionship tambien.
On that note, an old memory of a Turkey Day tradition comes via the blogosphere. Thanks to all of you (both).
Alices Restaurant - Arlo Guthrie
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Can't believe you found the song. I look for it every once in a while, guess I'm not looking in the right area. Love ya,
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