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I am practicing today.  On Christmas day, at my daughter’s house, we will cook a turkey.  My son, my daughter, my son-in-law and I have never cooked a turkey.  Despite the reassurances from my brother that this is no great deal, we all are not so sure!

So, I decided to invite a family over tonight to try out a turkey.  One that I would cook.

Now, I guess I got this approach to cooking from Jill.  If you are going to have to cook something, make it something new.  If they don’t like it, you can call it a trial.  If they like it, you put it in your recipe book.

20 minutes per pound (this is 4 kgs – so 3 hours).  And don’t put the stuffing inside – keeps the insides from heating up.  Make the stuffing separately.  The three basic instructions my brother gave me.

I can hardly wait.  Might blog about this in the next while.  Or, might not, depending on how it goes!!!

Yesterday I came to the intersection of two major highways in Kindersley.  Kindersley is known to have heavy truck traffic.  I expected to see trucks headed this way and that.  But none to be headed into the ditch.

I guess I arrived a few minutes late.  The truck was already in the ditch.  Apparently ice under foot (or is that under tire) had surprised the driver.  Although the driver may have been going slowly, the ice demanded too much.  And into the ditch they headed – truck, trailer and driver.  I’m sure the driver was more embarrassed than hurt.

Lesson for this morning?  For those of us in the Northern Hemisphere – watch your step, or is that your driving!

Over the past few months a rose has shown up.  I’ve been in various places, but somehow the rose tracks me down.  Sent anonymously, the date is not insignificant.  My wife, Jill, passed away on May 17th. 

I’m sure the rose comes as a reminder of the shared grief that we have.  I appreciate the gesture and have taken a moment of silence in remembrance of Jill.  While life continues apace, there is space for memory and the encouragement of a past well spent!!

I’ve talked of the Christmas Choir I have worked with at our local high school.  Of our three performances, we have never had the same people there twice.  Tonight was no exception.

Which is also a good sign.  A group that can adapt and keep things in tune (well, almost tonight – the piano was too far away and we tended to go off a bit).  I have really appreciated each one who has worked with us.  Below is tonight’s group – an octet to be sure!