(In celebration of ten years of blogging here at LTG, each week for the next 52 51 50 49 weeks I will delve deep into the sewer archives of past posts to bring you a tidbit of blog history.  I had originally planned to call this series “The best of LTG”, but damn, there just wasn’t much “best” to be found.  And mediocre is too hard to spell.)

A year ago in As God is my witness, I wrote about how the kimchi pot on my front porch in South Carolina attracted a couple of Korean Jehovah’s Witnesses to the door to share their “good news” in Korean with with Jee Yeun.

That same day the house was filled with the warming smell of a roasting turkey.

A quiet day filled with simple joys.  I thought they would last forever.