Christmas family supper in November

Tonight we ate our Christmas turkey. We had 12 people in our tiny cottage house. It was crammed and  fun. No one had to shout across the room or go too far to fill their plate. Don's daughter, Laura, and her boyfriend, Byron, are moving to Vancouver this week, so we had the whole clan over for a farewell dinner. And now that it's over it feels empty, and oh yes, peaceful too. I would have taken a photo of our beautiful bird but it lost it's legs pretty quickly, and then a wing, and some breast, oh well, everyone has seen a turkey.

All the kids have left home. I guess that's how it should be.