She loves Thanksgiving. It is a time for her adult children and their partners, her grandsons and even the children’s father to come together. She prepares food for days; sets up the guest room for the boys to play and have fun while the adults eat much slower as they talk of this and that that are of no interest to young boys.
It is better than Christmas because there is no pressure of gift giving and commercialization and the roads are still clean of any snow or ice. It is simply a wonderful meal with many the season’s harvest, pumpkin, squash, yams, cabbage and apples including wine from les Vignoble du Marathonien in Havelock in the Eastern Townships. They are all thankful for this nice long weekend break in the middle of autumn, time to drive through hilly roads admiring the mountains with splashes of red, yellow and amber.
She is the cook and hostess serving one and all. Adults joking and enjoying each other`s company, but the children know who the real life of the party is…
lifting their glasses,
voices rise with laughter
winks at her grandsons
© Tournesol ’15
Carpe Diem Special Tom D’Evelyn’s essay BASHO
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
What a wonder-filled scene you have created! Such warmth!
Over Barren Dunes
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Thanks, MMT:)
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Delightful. I enjoyed the intro as much as the verse.
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Thanks so much, I’m pleased you enjoyed this piece:)
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Such a warm haibun about the joy of traditions and the wonderful grandsons. Would that the US Thanksgiving were earlier in the year.
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I like that it is a bit more than 2 months before Christmas. I would find it too close for comfort end of November but I suppose one gets used to what they need to:)
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