There is something delightful in looking in a crammed refrigerator, knowing friends and family are coming and a lot of yummy food is about to be consumed. I went to two grocery stores yesterday to get ingredients, today my dear friend comes, and soon the cooking begins. Thanksgiving is a nice idea. I'm keeping a gratitude journal, and I can't imagine a better use of time than giving thanks and appreciating all we have. It doesn't depend on being religious, just a willingness to see ourselves as interdependent and fortunate. Somebody tills that field and plants those potatoes and harvests and sells to market. The back breaking labor of many souls brings us our food.
It is also a time to think of those without food, and send that check to the Red Cross or whoever for the Phillipines. Taking a moment to know how lucky we are and share our luck makes a difference to us and others.
Yesterday we saw the neighbors a couple of houses away take down two huge pine trees. They are still at it today, sawing and probably making logs. One of the trees lost a lot of branches in the wind storm, and I guess was considered unstable. We have a lot of trees like that around here, as well as up at the cabin. There is a pine next door to me that would crush my studio if it fell, and yet they don't do anything. It's expensive to be preventative, and most of us don't bother to think of what might happen, only react to what has happened. These people next door are not good neighbors, as they let the yard and house fall apart, and I have no idea what the reason would be. But they don't feel connected to where they live or others, which is sad.
In a couple of hours, I'll be picking up my friend, and that makes me very happy.
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