“The RoseBouquet”

We’re rather pleased with how our Thanksgiving weekend turned out. Sharon, a
niece that we seldom hear from, came from Calgary to spend a few days with us
before the weekend. She wanted a quite place to fast and pray. However, I got in
some precious little chats with her, and was thrilled to see how she has
matured over the past five years, and become a lovely, and gracious young lady.

Her mother’s side of the family had their Thanksgiving feast on Saturday in the
city, at her uncle’s place. Sharon came back for the night, but left in the
morning before breakfast. She was going to follow a cousin back to her home in
the country, and from there get back to Calgary in time for work this week.

Dad and I went to church of course, and after lunch I got potatoes on the boil,
and a small picnic ham ready for the oven, and cut up chicken breast and an
assortment of vegetables for a stir-fry, and then we went to the city to pick
up my brother Tom. He was pleased at all the good things we could tell him
about his daughter, Sharon. (They haven’t seen each other for many years).

I’d also invited Dad’s friend, Jona, over for our meal, but he left right after.
So it was just the three of us who went to a concert at church. It was the
Harvest Team visiting from Goshen, Indiana; they’ve been here a number of times
over the years, and we knew we were in for a good treat. We enjoyed them.

Monday afternoon we took Tom back to his apartment in the city, and I buckled
down to work, where I solved my email sending problem!