Grits and Purls

Spinning yarns about the grit of life


The Cornucopia or Horn of Plenty, that wicker, cone-shaped basket filled with fruits and vegetables is a symbol of this holiday season when we take time to sit and count our blessings. On one of my daughter’s television programs the Cornucopia is described as a horn-shaped basket that we fill with all the things that we are thankful for. In keeping with that preschool theme of thankfulness, here is what I hope fills my horn of plenty:

A is for apples and orchards and adventures in fall as we gather a harvest, rake leaves and play ball.

B is for banana pudding prepared by that engineer of mine, precisely and perfectly, every banana in line.

C is for carols we sing at this season, the songs that remind us of its real reason.

D is for the dish that we pass to each other as we sit at the table, father, sister, mother, brother.

E is for embrace, hugs all around. Twelve a day to stay healthy and happy and sound.

F is for Floppy Dog that well-loved pal who brings comfort and joy to my favorite little gal.

G is for little-girl giggles contagious for their part. They don’t stop once they start.

H is for heart. When you’re in my heart, you’re in my family. Friend, stranger, grandma or Aunt Emily.

I is for improvisation. Don’t get uptight. Don’t worry about the plans. Everything will be alright.

J is for jumping for joy, which is what the little ones do. And perhaps it would be good if the adults started doing it too.

K is for kitchen where so much is done. Cooking, comforting and families becoming one.

L is for laughter, lots of laughter all year long. Internal jogging to keep our hearts strong.

M is for music that floats to our ears bringing joy or memories, or sometimes, tears.

N is for nap, something we all need to take after too much turkey, stuffing, and pineapple upside down cake.

O is for opportunity. Not to be taken for granted. An education. My family. Even the fact I live on this planet.

P is for Packers and the game they must win, or next year perhaps there will be a new coach to believe in.

Q is for quilt, lovingly made that keeps us warm on this crisp fall day.

R is for relatives, all those people we see, who tell tales, bring joy and expand our family tree.

S is for smiles. May there be plenty to share. An expression of kindness to let others know you care.

T is for turkey piled upon my plate. Sandwiches, casseroles, leftovers that we ate, and ate, and ate.

U is for union. A marriage that always grows. I love him more each day, and this I hope he knows.

V is for volunteer, something nice to share, a little time, some sewing or even a little change I have to spare.

W is for work, something meaningful to do that helps me make the world a little better to.

X marks the spot, a place to call my own. I am so grateful for this place that is my home.

Y is for young. Wisdom comes with age, but to combine wisdom with a young heart, now that is truly sage.

Z is for zenith. A goal to reach someday. But the goal is not so important, it’s the journey on the way.

I hope you have a blessed Thanksgiving.

© 2009 Michele Arduengo. All rights reserved.

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