Tweeking Thanks for Thanksgiving

I got crazy sending out a thankful rhyming poem for seven days before Thanksgiving. I knew I wouldn't make time for doing it tomorrow. The site is full of thankers and grateful folks. Here is my week of tweeking and thanking.

Thanksgiving’s in a week, the days are seven. We’re thankful for our new grandson from heaven. Before him, we had ‘grand’-blessings of eleven. But none by the name of Kate, Kurt or Kevin.

Thanksgiving will be here in days, counting six. We’re grateful for a heart that has a good fix. Add amazing children, and in-laws to the mix. Or neighbors so kind, who give us some kicks.

Thanks is on its way in days under five. How glad we all are to still be alive. The year has been like a sweet beehive. Blessed with fun & food, it’s sure to arrive.

Thanksgiving is near, the days number four. We have a blessed home and a red door. A house full of loved ones, that’s for sure. Ne’er a complaint here and need no more.

We are thankful for friends. The countdown is three? We live in America and glad to be free. Thank you Lord, we pray on bended knee, For our Savior, He gave all for you and me.

Thanks are in order, in days just two For a rock of a spouse, who is like glue. He fixes all problems, who even knew How he makes my everyday - sky blue.

Yeah, tomorrow’s “The Day”. I’m grateful for one Great life, this beautiful earth and warm sun. May you enjoy your family & have fun. Is my wish to each and every person. Happy Thanksgiving and may you enjoy and recognize the blessings we all have.

Not Frosting on the Fake

It was the first frost of fall Shriveling everything to small We’re lucky it took so long to call Let’s pull out our hats, gloves and shawl. Now we can move on. That’s all.

This was the very last and tiny rose. From my garden after the others froze. The growing year has come to a close. Except for a few carrots, I suppose.

The past autumn months have spoiled us big. Are we ready for the bad weather pig? We’ll have to gear up and take our swig Get out our shovels and begin to dig.

Pomegranate Picker Upper

Its pomegranate season, hip, hip hurray! I could eat one each and every day And be covered in the juicy red spray. They are only one dollar, get yours today.

As I picked away this week of many a pomegranate, people would stop by and say, "Have you tried cutting it in half, then pounding the round side with a wooden spoon? They will fall out all clean and no work to eat them. Also, as I was preparing to put the gems in a salad and dessert, my daughter-in-law, Sarah, used another method with a bowl and water in the sink. She separated one for me in minutes to use. Everyone loved the added tart flavor. I can never get enough pomegranate. Go get some for your family today. There is also a way to divide it up with the tricky filet. I just like to pick away and eat it a little at a time. Right now my tongue hurts and I think I've had too much.

All Arrayed In Awesom

I’m in search of the grandest autumn tree. Or group, in shades of yellow, gold and red. Let’s see You snap a shot before the wind blows them free Of leaves and send to me. Do you agree?

Each day some trees transform to shades of deeper gold, brown or just begin to fall gently to the ground. The storm we had a few days ago, sent many leaves flying north. When the wind turned and was blowing from the north, it seems they blew right back to where they began.

Multi-colors of green, gold, red and burgundy leaves inhabit single trees. What glorious creatures they are arrayed in flaming colors. It is a wonder how one tree can be all things. They are truly God's creations by giving shade, cooling the earth, blocking the wind, producing oxygen, providing wood to burn and build with, homes for birds and animals, then in the autumn turn each day into a picture that a thousands words could not describe. Take advantage of the outdoor eye dazzling colors today.