The day before Thanksgiving this year, the hubby and I packed up the kids and headed south to Mimi's house. I had already picked up some gorgeous greenery and berries from the wholesale market. I decorate the Thanksgiving table each year and this time I wanted to do a simple "floral runner" down the center of the table. I liked what I had, but I knew that "something" was missing. "Something" usually means that I need to find a random plant from the side of the road. And voila! I spotted it as we drove south down Sante Fe toward (the dreaded) I-25. I told Ryan that we HAD TO STOP to get that gorgeous weed-thingy. Of course, "weed-thingys" don't just grow everywhere so I kept my eyes peeled for more, ready at any moment to say "STOP THE CAR!". That moment did not come. Baby boy cut his lip on who knows what random thing in the back seat. No chance to stop now. I was pretty sure that the Thanksgiving table would be missing something. We arrived at Mimi's safe and sound. We enjoyed the night with homemade soup, and friends and family.
The next day, sweet girl and I made a pumpkin pie (from scratch with the scraped vanilla bean and everything - I am still beaming with pride).
Finally, we loaded into the car to head to Zia's house. That's where the Thanksgiving celebration would go down this year. By now the landscape was a frozen, snowy tundra. Even if the amazing "weed-thingy" was out there, it would be so snow-covered that I was doubtful I could find it. We were almost to Zia's when it happened. That blessed stretch of road where the snow had not managed overwhelm the landscape. There it was. A huge patch of "weed-thingy"!!!! STOP THE CAR!! The kids giggled. "What is it mommy?!! What did you find?!" Out I went a foot deep in snow, cutters in hand, ridiculous smile on my face. I came back to the car with this beautiful brown-ish, red weed. Sweet girl squealed. "That's soooo pretty, mommy!". "Yes, it is, babe. And it's going on our Thanksgiving table".
It was the perfect touch. I loved that it was just an old (*free*) weed from the side of the road. That's the thing - I really love taking something commonplace or unwanted and bringing out it's beauty. "See that old thing over there? It's going to shine. You don't know it yet, but just see what it can do!". I identify with that on a personal level. I see (and seek) the value and beauty in what many think is just ordinary or maybe even unwanted.