Oh, I wish I could fly in! but the frequent flier mileage won’t quite cover it.
I’ve just finished a boot camp with Molly, and as usual i’m feeling both invigorated
and humbled.Thank goodness for poetry. It keeps me grounded during the hard times.
It’s thanksgiving today, but here in Cyprus we wont’ be celebrating till Sunday,
since no one else is doing anything special today and it is too complicated to take the kids
out of school and the spouses out of work. So, we’ll do it belatedly. I spent today
scouring the town looking for a turkey. I had to settle for a frozen one, and was happy
at finding one. The poultry place where I usually get my free range chicken and eggs laughed at
me when I asked for turkey. “Now?? the guy asked. “No one eats turkey till Christmas.”
I explained about odd American customs, but no go. The turkeys are just too small
right now (poor things! i speak as a former vegetarian who still gets qualms.) I asked
whether next year I could special order a turkey to be ready for me, and he shook his
head gravely. “YOu see,” he said, “we bring pullets from England in time to raise them
for Christmas. We cannot bring a single pullet just for you.
Indeed. So, we’re quite happy with frozen. And I even found cranberries!
Happy thanksgiving everyone!
Lisa