I’m in Montana for a couple of weeks. We lost my grandfather a month ago and so I’ve continued to go back and forth to lend a hand. It’s been somber but sweet. This time together is good and I give thanks for that gift.
In the meantime, if you can stand to read about food, I have a Thanksgiving themed piece this week at Punchnel’s and a short fiction tale over at Fiction365. Love to you and yours.