The ebb and the flood clearing all the channels of your heart

[sovay]

I am often awake at three in the morning, but I am awake at three in the morning tonight because of a pumpkin pie that needed fifteen minutes past its baking time and then another fifteen minutes after that. I kept checking and it kept cooking. It was like Cucurbita scheherazade. It is now cooling on the kitchen counter underneath the lights in the shape and colors of Orion and will be served tomorrow, along with the two apple pies I baked earlier tonight. In past years I have specialized in complicated side dishes, but this year it's just going to be a butternut squash gratin and whatever I figure out to do with the sweet potatoes when I get up—I am thinking there's no reason coconut milk and chipotles can't go together, although I suspect I cannot quite treat them like a curry. I cannot tell if maple syrup would be an inspiration or a disaster. I may just try it and see.

There are things I am thankful for this year. I think I talk about them a lot. I think that's important.

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I think you'll do well. (Impressed by your Orion lights; wow.)

Have a good Thanksgiving.

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(Impressed by your Orion lights; wow.)

My parents renovated their kitchen a couple of years ago, i.e., we did absolutely everything ourselves, including construction of cabinets and installation of countertops, all major appliances including the refrigerator and the stove, and a constellation in LEDs of the correct color and brightness on the ceiling. I don't use tags, so I'd have to hunt back through old posts to find the saga, but it involved things like finding multiple layers of terrifying linoleum under the floor and discovering that the previous owners had once wallpapered the ceiling in an effort never to have to paint it again (newsflash: since we found the wallpaper under decades of old paint, it didn't work). If you ever need tile grouted or hardwood floors laid, I can do that.

Have a good Thanksgiving.

Thank you! I did!