Incubating, Marinating and Growing

I love the feeling of incubating, marinating and growing things while I am busy trying to make words, paint, and notes, come together. Perhaps at the very least at the end of the day, I end up with something good to eat. I am dreaming of turkey. I can't wait until Thanksgiving. I might have to roast one this week, outside over hardwood charcoal. We're marching in two parades this weekend, if I roast a bird I can invite the band to come eat. Frozen turkeys are on sale this time of year. I also love pumpkin pie and pumpkin ice cream and pumpkin bread. If I was smart I'd get a dozen cans of pumpkin from Price rite to last the year.