Happy Thanksgiving to One and All!

I'm running late here—have to scoop up Cowboy Luke at school and head up to the farm, where there's allegedly seven inches of snow in the forecast. I will be out for a solid week, to experience the joy of family as well as the beauty of the hunt. I hope to put on our table some food that doesn't come out of a can or a box or a pouch. The world is a beautiful, rich, bountiful place—I'm thankful for it all, and for you readers as well. We still have the Davis Cup final to look forward to, and lots of odds, ends, and musings about the year we just witnessed, and the one coming up. Check back with me in a few days' time and God bless . . .