It was a beautiful day in Minnesota, especially for a day so late in November. My car thermometer read 53˚ at about 2 pm as I reached Fort Snelling for my Wednesday afternoon tennis session. And tomorrow is the first Thanksgiving that I can remember when the mercury will rise to over 50. I can remember a Thanksgiving not many years ago when some of our dinner guests were barely able to make it home to Roseville in the blizzard and in fact were forced to abandon their auto in the middle of their residential street. We don't need no stinking blizzard.
Tomorrow is turkey day and I appear to be ready for a feast to be consumed here. It's the first turkey that I've roasted in about three years or so, but the ducks are in a row and the ingredients obtained.
Statue of Blaise Pascal at Tower of St Jacques in Paris taken in late July. Blaise once wrote: "I have made this letter longer than usual, only because I have not had the time to make it shorter." This blog entry, too, should have been shorter, but I didn't have the time to make it shorter.
photo there as he just finished the photo.