We are on the west coast of New Zealand.  Yesterday we toured the Franz Joseph Glacier in the mist and then it poured rain and presented the classic views of the clouds over the mountains.  I woke up today, Thanksgiving, to see Mount Cook,  shrouded in clouds, outside my bedroom window.  Now the sun is coming up and I hope the clouds burn off.

I asked about the likelihood of finding a traditional US dinner and was told the best they could do was shoot us a pigeon for dinner.  I’ll pass because all the meals throughout the country have been outstanding.  Today we’ll take a long drive south along the west coast and arrive at the alpine town of  Queenstown where Chelsea hopes to get her yayas out.  I’ll be contentedly knitting and taking photos.

We visited Ashford, need I say more for the spinners out there and I bought a loom!!  This will round out my foray in the fiber world but I have to make a quilt for our new home first…or at least get it underway.

Happy Thanksgiving to all!