Friday, October 05, 2012


Several years ago, when our lives were rather topsy-turvy, I took a walk along the beach on an October afternoon, filled my pocket with smooth rocks, came home and decoupaged words on each one. Words that represented the things I was thankful for, such as family, faith, laughter, colour, beauty, etc. Thankfulness did not come easy that year. Since then, life has stabilized but each Thanksgiving, I fill a wooden leaf bowl with those rocks that represent so much for which I'm thankful. This year, I added our latest blessing - a little blue-eyed, dark-haired girlie for whom we've waited a long time.  

To me, thankfulness is an exchange between two people, a giver and a receiver. When I think of all the wonderful things I have received, I give thanks to a loving God who provides me with so many good things, and in the hard times that come to all of us, with strength to persevere.

Canadian Thanksgiving is this weekend. This morning I made pastry, cranberry sauce and a cranberry tart. I'm working ahead as much as possible because Little Miss A is spending the weekend here with us. So much fun. So much energy. 

I'm thankful for all of you who read this blog. You are my friends. Your comments and emails mean so much to me. I'm glad that we can be friends through this medium. Have a great weekend.


  1. I like your idea for the rocks. Such a nice way to remember all that you are thankful for.
    You sound very well organized for your upcoming holiday. I'm taking notes so I'll be in good shape for our holiday in November.
    Wishing you and your family a Happy Thanksgiving.

  2. Beautiful post on being thankful even through hard things ... I like your rocks! I think of Bible times when the people were called to set up rocks to "remember".

  3. Love this idea of gathering stones and using them as the foundations to write on. Almost like creating an altar... Love the word "enough" along with the precious names. Wishing you a very pleasant holiday weekend and a blessed Thanksgiving.

  4. This is so beautiful, Lorrie. Your words speak volumes.
    I have a wooden leaf bowl made by a relative, very similar to yours, and I love it.

  5. What a lovely idea! Enjoy your celebrations.

  6. Very sweet idea..
    Have a lovely weekend xxx

  7. Such a perfectly lovely idea. Every time you pass the bowl it must bring pleasure. Somehow there's nothing quite like the smoothness of a beautiful stone held in the hand.

  8. A wonderful tradition. One which can be built on, as you have done, each year. I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving with lots of family and friends.

  9. Love the rocks, Lorrie. I'm heading to Crescent Beach today for some R&R and I think I will be picking up stones. Happy Thanksgiving to your lovely family.

  10. Beautiful post..... Love the rocks. Happy Thanksgiving. I'm in Arizona for a few days!!!

  11. I hope you are having a rich and bountiful celebration of Thanksgiving this weekend.
    I love your collaged-rock tribute to the gifts God has given. I want to make my own collection. So inspiring.
    Our Thanksgiving is over a month away. I hope to take the time to work on it over the next few weekends.

    1. Oops! That should say decoupaged-rock tribute. I guess it is a sort of collage, anyway.

  12. This is indeed a wonderful idea! I already have the smooth rock collection... so its time to be thankful... solid rock thankful!

  13. This is indeed a wonderful idea! I already have the smooth rock collection... so its time to be thankful... solid rock thankful!

  14. This is so neat and makes me feel emotional. :)

  15. What a lovely idea, especially as you are so near to the source of those beautiful stones.


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