Whenever I drive around Virginia, or visit new places, I always see interesting things.
It was Thanksgiving week and the Christmas decorations had already begun to infiltrate the shop shelves. I happened upon a makeshift Christmas decoration warehouse and wish I had bought a few things there but I had the intention of going back. I did not.
I spent Thanksgiving amongst a happy, energetic family that isn’t my own and while it was wonderful it was also a little hard. But I got to help out in the kitchen, stick my hand into a turkey and sit down to a traditional feast.
I started painting again. I bought the wrong paper so my very special painting for wolf got a tiny bit crumpled. He doesn’t mind though.
I set up a very small but pretty Christmas tree in my room.