Please read this...Goodness gracious – it's Thanksgiving already
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<p class="p1">Goodness gracious. It's Thanksgiving already. What in the world has happened to 2015?</p><p class="p1">Last Thursday night, yours truly wandered into the Back 40, with flashlight in hand. I was on a mission to pick the final five or six green tomatoes which were desperately hanging onto one of the plants which seemed to actually produce 'maters this year in The Other Half's garden.</p><p class="p1">A flashlight was required for a couple of reasons. First of all, it was dark. Thanks to the recent return of Standard Get Dark Early Time, night falls at about 4:30 in the afternoon o'clock. I do not like dark at 4:30. </p><p class="p1">I also do not like cold, which was supposed to make an unwelcome appearance last weekend. Most likely, the appearance of temperatures in the 20s (which were in the forecast) meant the disappearance of the last of our tomatoes. </p><p class="p1">The flashlight also was necessary because I really wanted to be able to at least attempt to see any furry creatures which might be stirring in the garden. We've been known to have skunks and groundhogs/woodchucks and squirrels and chipmunks and, perhaps, the occasional deer, wandering around in the Back 40. </p><p class="p1">By themselves, such creatures won't be much of a problem. But, I'm guessing that if they put their heads together and decided to work as a team, they could take me out.</p><p class="p1">Anyway, I picked the tomatoes, and a couple of bell peppers, too, and headed back into the warmth, and light, of our humble abode. </p><p class="p1">A little while after that adventure, I went on my daily walk. Lately, most of my walks have been coming in the dark of night. </p><p class="p1">That's partly because of the aforementioned Standard Get Dark Early Time. It's also because your writer often does not get home from The Paragraph Factory until it's, well, dark.</p><p class="p1">On weekends, however, I can actually go for walks during daylight hours. And that explains the pictures which you see this week. The images all were captured during recent wanderings in the bright autumn sunshine on Saturday and Sunday afternoons.</p><p class="p1">The helicopter, by the way, created a little bit of excitement on a Saturday afternoon in my hometown. Word on the street was that the folks (or maybe just folk) stopped to get a bite to eat. I'm guessing that if you get the word on the street, it will be just as reliable as what you find on the Internet. And everything on the Internet is true. Right?</p><p class="p1">Having opportunities to go for walks is one of the many things I am grateful for in my stroll through life. And that's kind of a roundabout way of getting back to Thanksgiving, which we mentioned in the first paragraph.</p><p class="p1">I hope you and your family and friends have a wonderful Thanksgiving. Enjoy the parades and football games, if you are so inclined. Enjoy the turkey. And dressing. And sweet potatoes. And brown and serve rolls. And pumpkin pie. And whipping cream – the kind you spray from a can. Most of all, enjoy the folks you are with, and the time you get to spend with them.</p><p class="p1">Happy Thanksgiving.</p><p class="p2"> </p>