‘Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
‘Twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gained,
To bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed,
To turn, turn will be our delight,
Till by turning, turning we come ’round right.
I wish you all the best, Jack
jack, perfect choice for thanksgiving. thank you.
a tip of the hat to the folk who wrote ’tis a gift.
about an hours drive from me is Shaker Village at Pleasant Hill. ’tis a gift to visit, see their artistry, stay there, eat the wonderful food grown on the premises and most of all enjoy the peaceful atmosphere of a long gone era.
About Us – Shaker Village of Pleasant Hill (shakervillageky.org)
People using weight loss drugs may have smaller appetites at Thanksgiving dinner, Americans overwhelmingly prefer canned cranberry sauce to homemade, and several balloons will be sporting new looks in New York City’s parade this year.
Attribution: The Last Thanksgiving by Christopher Weyant, The Boston Globe, MA
Washington DC, October 3, 1863
By the President of the United States of America.
A Proclamation.
The year that is drawing towards its close, has been filled with the blessings of fruitful fields and healthful skies. To these bounties, which are so constantly enjoyed that we are prone to forget the source from which they come, others have been added, which are of so extraordinary a nature, that they cannot fail to penetrate and soften even the heart which is habitually insensible to the ever watchful providence of Almighty God.
In the midst of a civil war of unequalled magnitude and severity, which has sometimes seemed to foreign States to invite and to provoke their aggression, peace has been preserved with all nations, order has been maintained, the laws have been respected and obeyed, and harmony has prevailed everywhere except in the theatre of military conflict; while that theatre has been greatly contracted by the advancing armies and navies of the Union.
Needful diversions of wealth and of strength from the fields of peaceful industry to the national defence, have not arrested the plough, the shuttle or the ship; the axe has enlarged the borders of our settlements, and the mines, as well of iron and coal as of the precious metals, have yielded even more abundantly than heretofore. Population has steadily increased, notwithstanding the waste that has been made in the camp, the siege and the battle-field; and the country, rejoicing in the consciousness of augmented strength and vigor, is permitted to expect continuance of years with large increase of freedom.
No human counsel hath devised nor hath any mortal hand worked out these great things. They are the gracious gifts of the Most High God, who, while dealing with us in anger for our sins, hath nevertheless remembered mercy.
It has seemed to me fit and proper that they should be solemnly, reverently and gratefully acknowledged as with one heart and one voice by the whole American People. I do therefore invite my fellow citizens in every part of the United States, and also those who are at sea and those who are sojourning in foreign lands, to set apart and observe the last Thursday of November next, as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens. And I recommend to them that while offering up the ascriptions justly due to Him for such singular deliverances and blessings, they do also, with humble penitence for our national perverseness and disobedience, commend to His tender care all those who have become widows, orphans, mourners or sufferers in the lamentable civil strife in which we are unavoidably engaged, and fervently implore the interposition of the Almighty Hand to heal the wounds of the nation and to restore it as soon as may be consistent with the Divine purposes to the full enjoyment of peace, harmony, tranquillity and Union.
In testimony whereof, I have hereunto set my hand and caused the Seal of the United States to be affixed.
Done at the City of Washington, this Third day of October, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three, and of the Independence of the United States the Eighty-eighth.
By the President: Abraham Lincoln
Lovely Jack, simply lovely. Thanks!
And Pat, Shaker Village is a treat. My Mom inherited some land in Kentucky that Shakers once logged for their furniture making. In Mom’s day she sold to the Amish, also for furniture.
Netherlands goes fascist
Dutch election: Far-right candidate who praises Putin, Orban and Trump aims to be PM after shock win. Ukraine support likely to suffer. Steve Bannon has been crusading for this guy for years.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2023/nov/22/geert-wilders-profile-netherlands-elections-far-right?CMP=share_btn_link
Absolutely perfect Jack
Happy Thanksgiving. The Macy’s parade starts 30 minutes earlier than normal. Peace.
Happy Thanksgiving, Y’all. 🦃
‘Our little uniter’: New Jersey town bereft by capture of Turkules the wild turkey | New Jersey | The Guardian
this is the kind of turkey that Pres. Biden should pardon next year. more fitting to be a wild turkey – the bird ben franklin wanted as our national emblem – and probably the kind that Lincoln (who started the whole ritual) pardoned to begin with due to the insistence of his son Todd.
turkules, nick-named “our little uniter” (see above comment at 9:41) should fit right in by that time for Joe to urge the country to come together after a likely divisively mean election.
Turkules, not pictured, has been captured and relocated to Wharton state forest, 85 miles away from West Orange. Photograph: Robin Loznak/Zuma Press Wire/Rex/Shutterstock
let’s start a Trail Mix movement for Joe to pardon Turkules.
Happy Thanksgiving all!
Glad that there are many stores not opening tonight… for now… employees have power.
also in today’s guardian Trump called Iowa evangelicals ‘so-called Christians’ and ‘pieces of shit’, book says | Books | The Guardian
The hunters won’t be able to tell Turkules from Schmurkules. His goose might well be cooked.
sturge, as long as it’s his pet goose “googles” and not himself. I picture Joe pardoning Turkules to a happy life at the national zoo so everyone in the USA, not just the citizens of west orange or the state NJ, can enjoy his antics.
Maybe take Turcules to Central Park and let him hang out with the Fugitive Owl.
I just ran across this
Sorry for the length but It needs to be read whole, imo.
Happy Thanksgiving! Our bird is ready for the oven (that’s an olive oil–smoked paprika–rosemary salt paste I just invented)
And PatD, I will be roasting it in the big boy cast iron skillet you gave us for our wedding. I love that guy. Plenty of room for roasting veggies on the side.
Also baked an apple pie with filling I got from Amish country.
That’s gorgeous, Craig. We’re grateful for this space, thanks to you.
Today was a very special Thanksgiving Day. As I have said many times, my mother is 95 years old. Today my brother hosted the family. My mother, my sister, my ex spouse, my youngest son and his wife. My nephew and his wife and son, and several of my sister inlaws family. We do not know how much longer our mother will be with us so days like this are very special to us. We had a good time and a great meal. So thankful for this wonderful day.
BB, those are rare days to be treasured.
Pie holes were filled.
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