New Year




During Samhain the mind often remembers those that have passed on. This is my father in France during WWII. He has been gone since Oct. 1987 and I miss him. This is the new year, or the dark half of the year and a time to celebrate with a feast and a bonfire.
This is the table awaiting the arrival of our guests where we celebrated with food and fire.
Thanks, Dad. I appreciate all that you did or tried to do for the family. It was never easy for you, was it?

Comments

Lost said…
NOW we know where you get your good looks.
Rowan said…
So, was that your place with the lovely decorations? Or his?
Tim said…
Lost...
as always, you're too kind!
Rowan...
That is my dining area before the food was served.
Rowan said…
Looks marvey!
alix said…
you and the Lady have such a beautiful home.
i'll bet its a good place to be.