Going to Grandma's House for Thanksgiving

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There’s no better time of the year than the month of November for me. Besides the fact that it’s almost winter-time and it’s going to snow soon, this is when I go to my grandmas’ house for Thanksgiving.

My grandma lives in Wisconsin, Madison, Wisconsin to be exact.

She lives in a big log cabin on the top of a mountain. The cabin was built for my grand parents by my uncle about 25 years ago. The thing that I love most about my grandmas’ house is the woods. There’s a perfect view of the woods from the back deck. There’s also a great view of the valley fields and farm houses from the front porch. The high ceilings are the best part about inside. They make the room feel big and open. There are three stories including the basement. The second floor is a loft full of beds. The drive way is long and steep, which makes it almost impossible to get up in the winter time with the snow and ice. Most of the time, we get stuck in the house because of the driveway being covered in snow and ice. Luckily, my grandma owns a hundred acres on a mountain so there are lots of things to keep you occupi...

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