The sky is again receiving its gifts of light, turning everything pink. The red bark on the coral maple is staggeringly beautiful next to the yellow leaves on the other maples. All is pink and red and gold and green this morning.
I am grateful for a day that honors giving and gives thanks. I read that the Pilgrims fasted before this day, that we live mainly in abundance and this may be true, but we are exposed daily to horrors around the world. I think we deserve a day that feels to me devoted to gathering, harvest, and peace.