A day to be appreciative of all we have in our lives. Olga, my DIL’s mother gave me a handmade linen bag with a special lining to keep bread fresh. Made in Ukraine.
After more than three weeks away, I slept in my home bed in a warm house last night. It was a long day of travel so lots of time to knit and reflect on a wonderful visit with my son and his family. I received many welcome home messages and it was lovely How good it feels to be able to travel again. To be with those you love. To meet a 2020 granddaughter.
I’m grateful for my family and friends and all of you who stop by here.
I found an article about Giving Thanks from Harvard Health Publishing and how it can make one happier. I believe it!
Every Monday Restless Jo posts her walks (click to see Tróia) she has many blog followers sharing their walks. Jo often leaves a good word on my blog. Although I’ve been “walking along” with Jo for years, this is my first time to join the community of walkers, too. Total 5.6 miles walk but…..
I started on the tram. I had the four kuna ready.
I actually started my walk at the Zagreb Botanical Garden in beautiful autumn colors
St.Martin’s Day was celebrated Thursday evening at the school.
First the story of St.Martin was told to the families inside the school. Then the families went outside to see the circle of all the school children. The children carried lanterns they’d made and gathered in a circle to sing. There were candles along the stairs and paths to light the darkness.
“Martin of Tours (died 397) was a Roman soldier who was baptized as an adult and became a bishop in Gaul. He is best known for the tale whereby he cut his cloak in half with his sword, to give half to a beggar who was dressed in only rags in the depth of winter. That night Martin had a vision of Jesus Christ wearing the half-cloak.”
Five years ago I attended another St.Martins Day in Berlin. Here’s that post
Samabor Croatia not quite 28 km from Zagreb.