This very well may be my MOST favorite post I’ve ever composed. Work is work right now, it is that season for me where I push through because I have to, but I long for a break from it with the kids home from school, hiking in the crunchy fall leaves, and making long trips to visit farmer friends and pet the piggies just because. So instead of focusing on work today on the blog, I am going to share something of a much more personal nature. We started this Thanksgiving tradition years ago in 2009. I had three kids who, when confined in closed spaces, tended to draw on every single element of chaos available to them. My Grandmother, their Great-grandmother, at the time, would make a big, BIG day out of Thanksgiving, inviting all of the extended family to her house for the day. There could be upwards of 40 people in her intimate house at once. My kids, who spent a great deal of time at their Great-grandmother’s house on a very regular basis, because she has always helped to babysit and raise my kids, were VERY overwhelmed with all these people in their familiar environment. So one year we decided to opt out of the big family gathering and instead go to Pine Mountain for a hike. I think we tried to take a “Thanksgiving picnic” the first year, but that was so much trouble that it didn’t survive the first year to become part of the tradition. The hiking did, however, as did taking family pictures on this ONE particular rock, which we have named Thanksgiving Rock. The first year, it was just a happy coincidence because we had stopped at this beautiful overlook point and the kids, all tiny at the time, all crawled on top of this rock. They played king of the rock for a while, and eventually just came to all sit on top of it together. We have been back there each year since that time to hike and take pictures on Thanksgiving Rock. Here is a compilation through the years. Enjoy!