Kiwi, kiwi, kiwi

Noah wants a full-time job as a kiwi picker.  He picked 2 5 gallon buckets full.
Sliced fresh kiwi. Kiwi through the juicer. Kiwi and yogurt smoothies. Kiwi popsicles...Help...How do you like your kiwi?

Thanksgiving coming soon...

It's Monday.
Thanksgiving is this week.
I am looking forward to hearing Rob Bell in Charlottesville although I haven't sorted out the logistics (Noah).
Today I get a CT scan of my head.  The idea of getting a head scan has me practically rolling and I am sure Noah's dad will feel the same when he finds out (which he will because I don't ask Noah to keep secrets). I am going to digress a moment. Sorry. A teacher who was helping Noah in 2nd grade once told me that Noah shared "a lot of information about your  (my) personal life." I just smiled. Whattaya do?
Undiagnosed pain is making me a little batty.
But...I am thankful for so many things this year.
Having friends for Thanksgiving, and my neighbor, Tom...who is a real character.
Turkey.
Dressing. Pecan pie. Gravy.
My friend Sarah is cooking with me.
I only really care about the gravy.
I've been trying to fix things in my house.
It is still a masterpiece, evolving... Big smiles.
Freedom. Love. Living Loved. Knowing that there are no boxes.
Smiles on Noah's face. The way he laughs when he is alone in a room.
And gravy...

Peace and Love and Happy Thanksgiving,
Krista

Much needed peace and joy

Noah and I did the One Night Without a Home this weekend. It was cold.

Then, we went to Virginia Beach to look at the waves...and go to the aquarium...and visit Animal Jungle...

                    Noah always strikes this pose in the fake nest...

We had a great weekend...