|Lake Travis sunset|
We also frequently cook and sleep outdoors, the latter either on the sleeping porch or in a screened cabin, and this Thanksgiving was no exception. As usual, we put the turkey - plus a brisket and some sausages for good measure - on the smoker. That yielded a deliciously smoky flavored turkey and left the oven available for all the yummy side dishes.
Steve's mother, Winifred, hand-stitched the flowered whole-cloth quilt at the bottom of the bed. I am guessing it is from some time during the 1960s.
This little butterfly kept Steve and me company while we were clearing some brush the other day and is a perfect color match for the new quilt. Maybe someone can help me to identify it. A clouded sulphur, perhaps?