Postcards from flyover country

by chuckofish

Everyone arrived yesterday on schedule and without much ado. We all settled in for some good times.

Okay, we may have gotten a little silly, but par for the course.

I hope you all are enjoying family time this week and counting your blessings.

Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest home;
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin;
God our Maker doth provide
For our wants to be supplied;
Come to God’s own temple, come,
Raise the song of harvest home.

–Henry Alford, pub.1844