The hills are alive ...

I spent Thanksgiving in Vermont with old friends. Their beautiful daughters are my goddaughters, Kaitlynn and Hannah. I need to blog and blog and blog and blog to catch up with things, but I thought I'd post just this quick post. I arrived up there early on Wednesday afternoon, and left for home early this morning. We managed to shove a lot of visiting into 2.5 days. On Thanksgiving morning, we drove around the area, and I got a quick tour of all the places they'd lived since they moved up there. We ended with a brief visit to the Trapp family lodge, and a quick hike up to the chapel in the woods.



I have two lovely goddaughters who were just babies when they left NJ. Now they're both taller than I am, and getting to know them as the lovely young ladies they are is a pure delight. Thanksgiving.