I did not spend forty days at Slieve League (‘Gray Mountain’) – more like forty minutes. But the temptation to get frustrated was real.
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Our family feast welcomes a fresh new face this Thanksgiving… grandson Francis…who, at ten-weeks-old, promises to present precious little competition for the grown-ups as we lunge after a second helping of roast turkey and stuffing.
And for that, we are thankful. 😉