The moon goes slowly down;
The wood becomes a wall.
Far things draw closer in.
A wind moves through the grass,
Then all is as it was."
--from Theodore Roethke's The Small
It was a beautiful weekend in Eastern Oregon. Home. We celebrate Thanksgiving early to avoid holiday traffic and worsened weather. It is a great thing! Everybody congregates in Cayuse at my dad and Tina's, even my mom, the surprise guest, this year. Yay!!! We had a great time enjoying the beauty of the fall landscape:
Watching dogs and horses do their thing:
|Geisha and Gonzo-- Temple Guards|
|Ed and Crystal out to gather rosehips and sumac, with Darby, Chester and Ruger|
|Crystal and Sugarfoot|
|Oh, they were just happy to see us|
|Layla loves a cold Beck's|
|Jack and Buzzle rasslin'|
|C.Line and Auntie Erin|
The wind blew, the grasses undulated, the clouds moved in and out, the rain came, the rain stopped. We were all together in Cayuse, nestled into the hillside, being thankful.