For Ma , Labor Day is like the day after Christmas. She feels very blue because summer is officially over for another year.
Quickly I try to divert her attention to food.
Think dear one I say with enthusiasm that the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness is upon us.
Think about eating all those tomatoes furnished in huge volumes by our dear pals Doug and Paul straight from their garden.
Think of Thanksgiving and all the pies and pick up some recipes to test and try as we go.
Think that The Great British Baking Show must soon return! If not it’s on Netflix now.
As always I did a pretty good job. She’s doing OK and has survived the night!
Blessing#1815-Thinking Positive
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