That’s a self portrait I took a day or two ago while fishing in Florida saltwater. I was down there visiting with my brother, and managed to sneak in a little fishing, too. Now, thanks to modern technology and pressurized airline cabins, I wake up on Thanksgiving morning in my parents home. My girlfriend is sound asleep next to me as I type, making those noises that help me know shes comfortable and content. The family Labrador is sniffing at my door, and the smell of breakfast being cooked creeps up the stairs to my bed. Thankful doesn’t begin to describe it.
Happy Thanksgiving from my family, to yours!