As lightness came to our backyard, I could not see our pond. A fog had descended upon us. Outside looks Halloween not Thanksgivng. I guess that is okay for our Halloween looked like Labor Day.
Is this what the fuss is all about. Is this global warming? I am going to suggest we put the turkey away and grab a bag to go begging candy at our neighbors'doorsteps. It will be fun to see their faces as we shout out, "Trick or Treat!"
I am sure that on future Thanksgivings more shocking events will make our eyes go wide. On some foggy Thanksgiving in 2050, the fog will be there, but instead of coming off the pond it will be moving in from the Atlantic Ocean. Ours will be beachfront property. Even if you believe in this as reality, most of you are likely to be of my opinion that we will not live to see it. Other dangers will get us first. Or we are too old, and our bodies will not last another forty three years. Thein lies our lack of fear and urgency and the reason it is all likely to happen.
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I appreciated the comment on my blog post, so I thought I would return the favor and check out your work. I was married in a Congregational Church by a former teacher of mine. I love the simplicity and meditative quality of your writing. It is clear and crisp, like a good autumn morning. I also hear echoes of what I have come to know as the Congregational style. Keep up the good work and thank you for the encouragement.
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