Reposting a picture from our pilgrimage to St. Augustine, FL where the first Thanksgiving was celebrated Sept. 8, 1565 with the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. Our pastor wrote, "The Catholic origins of Thanksgiving don't stop there. Squanto, the beloved hero of Thanksgiving, was the Native American man who mediated between the Puritan pilgrims and the Native Americans. Squanto had been enslaved by the English, but he was freed by the Spanish Franciscans. Squanto thus received baptism, and became a Catholic. So, it was a baptized Catholic Native American who orchestrated what became known as Thanksgiving."
I am so thankful to God for all He has done, all He is doing, and all He will do. I especially grateful for my family, friends, and the road to better health. This is the last year it will just be the Bodachs four...I'll post a picture tomorrow. Right now I have the house to myself because the menfolk have gone for bourbon and cigars and Dagny is out with Ian and their friends. Introvert heaven! The kitties are enjoying the quiet too.
Michael has done such an outstanding job in the garden. New this year: sweet potatoes, kohlrabi, turnips, ginger and turmeric. We have an abundance of greens so we eat a lot of salad. I've also taken to making vegetable broth as well from all the stems; might as well extract every ounce of goodness from them before putting them into the compost. We also harvested honey from the top bar--life is sweet! I pray you all have a blessed and happy Thanksgiving.
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Bourbon and cigars? Is that a thing in SC? And why does it make me chuckle? Enjoy your family on Thanksgiving and know I am thankful for what you share here.
Bourbon and cigars reminds me of the Inklings :) Michael started developing a taste for it when Dagny worked at Firefly and bought him a bottle for his birthday. He started smoking cigars last year. And bought a pipe this year. I love the smell of it. We sit out on the porch after supper and it's so perfect.
Looks so good! Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.
Thank you, Barb. It's been a good day. I wish you were closeby and I could bring you some food. Hugs.
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