A Thanksgiving for the Memories…

Dear Reader:

These days Thanksgiving transitions into Christmas or at least Christmas trees faster than you can get home from a Thanksgiving weekend.

My pumpkins are still waving at passerby street neighbors as their houses lit up last night with Christmas trees and decorations!

But that is okay because we got to see Highlands and our lodge tree lighting… Christmas came to us there over the weekend.

By now we know Clemson won big and that put a wonderful exclamation mark by out trip last night. In fact we stopped in Clemson and did some Christmas shopping on the way home.

We journeyed to two falls Friday-Dry Falls was right off the highway-Bridal Veils you had to walk down stone steps and there was black ice on several steps but with Tommy’s help I made it there and back safe and sound.

Back home… Rutledge and Lachlan ” manned” up and got their vaccinations and lollipops… while Eloise is getting ready for Christmas attire!

Will have to check in with John and Mandy to see how their holidays were -sure a lot of fun with the exception of that loss to Alabama-what a heartbreaker but also what fortitude-played their hearts out!

So until tomorrow… Goodbye Thanksgiving and pumpkins-welcome Christmas and the Christmas Star!

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

A wonderful local legend is revealed between Cashiers and Highlands while driving the curving roads-in certain months ( like November) the sun’s shadows produce outlines of animals … especially the BEAR!

All was so wonderful on our get-away and it ended that way last night as I fixed tomato soup and a hot grilled cheese sandwich! Home Sweet Home!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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5 Responses to A Thanksgiving for the Memories…

  1. Jo Dufford says:

    What a wonderful trip! You now have a lot more memories to enjoy as you sip hot chocolate by your fire on cold winters night. I always say there are three parts to every trip: 1. The anticipation and preparation before, 2. the actual trip with the beautiful sights and enjoying the company, and 3. the memories you have to ponder and enjoy for many years afterward. If you miss any one of these, it isn’t quite the same. Thanks for sharing the pictures. The shadow of a bear was amazing.

  2. Rachel Edwards says:

    What a nice trip. Welcome home.

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