There are several family traditions around here... and they vary from one season to another. Our Friday evening tradition seems to work better in the late fall and winter when the sun goes down earlier.
... and when artichokes are in season. I just love it when Shirley pulls out all the stops.
Complete with white tablecloth, candles and grape juice.
I like to have mayonnaise with mine...
Shirley prefers to dip hers into butter.
And if our life is not too wound up and Shirley has the time it is always a special treat to have fresh home baked cinnamon buns or Challah. What a great beginning for the Sabbath.
One of my favourite parts from Fiddler on the Roof is this song "Tradition."
A couple other traditions that come to mind is our daughter's tradition to post her Grateful List on her blog every Friday night. We always love to check it out and see how her week went. It is a great tradition! ...and she has been doing it for several years now.
Our tenant Chris has a tradition of taking a photo every evening of the sunset from our place. He has been here almost exactly a year now and he still finds inspiration in taking the time to walk out the viewpoint where we have a bench between our house and his cottage and capture yet another sunset.
This one was taken October 29... a few days ago... and between Shirley and me we have well over a thousand sunsets... and no two ever alike.
"Family traditions counter alienation and confusion. They help us define who we are; they provide something steady, reliable and safe in a confusing world." -Susan Lieberman