Thanksgiving on the Farm: A Harvest of Gratitude

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We celebrate Thanksgiving on our farm with open hearts and grateful spirits. Thanksgiving is a time of warmth, traditions, and bountiful moments and on this farm it is a cherished occasion.

It starts in the morning and continues all through the day. We graze and then we feast. My mother-in-law makes Monkey Bread that morning (usually) she has been known to forget and has yet to hear the end of it. We all sip coffee, and mimosas and break our fast with monkey bread and some of our farm pork breakfast sausage.

Harvesting the Bounty

Green beans for the casserole, pumpkin for the pie, beets for the salad, potatoes from the garden are just a few ways we incorporate the summer and fall veggies from the garden. All thanks to Terry and Sandy who spend all summer dedicated to the task. It’s a labor of love from them all summer but it is one we all enjoy at the Thanksgiving feast.

At many of our dinners we do happy moments for the day and Thanksgiving is no different. Each person shares something they are thankful for, or a happy moment. One year ago on Thanksgiving I lost my Daddy and everyday since has been rough but I am grateful for the time I’ve gotten with the rest of my family and the 42 years I got with him. It is a time of appreciation for the simple joys of farm life.

Farm-to-Table Feast
The centerpiece of our Thanksgiving celebration is a farm-to-table feast. Our menu showcases the season’s finest ingredients many of them grown or raised right here on the farm. It features a perfectly smoked turkey that will knock your socks off, homemade cranberry sauce, green bean casserole, broccoli casserole, mashed potatoes, homemade bread, cornbread dressing, hominy casserole (New Mexico tradition for the in-laws), and what I always called “good stuff” at my grandmother’s, here they call it orange fluff.

Give Me All The Pie

I don’t about you, but I love the pies! All of them. All the time. At the same time. I really love pie. We have no shortage here on Thanksgiving. Apple, Pumpkin and Pecan all make the cut. I did a poll on Instagram and Pecan won by a landslide! Can you believe that? I didn’t predict that but I can’t say I’m mad about it. I love them and would never be able to pick just one.

I let my big boy make the pies last year. We actually didn’t even get to eat them because we got the call that night about my Daddy but I had sent him a picture of them the day before and this was them. 🤌

Sorry for the sad. I’m having a rough time in case you can’t tell. 😔

But anyway…

Thanksgiving on the farm is a time to honor the land, the harvest, and the bonds of family and community.

It’s a day when we count our blessings and celebrate the abundance of the season. We are grateful for each of you, thanks for the beauty of rural life. I say it all the time… farm life, best life.

Happy Thanksgiving! 🍁🦃🌽