I used to love to watch the Thanksgiving Day parades when I was a kid. Back then the TV coverage showed the balloons, floats AND the marching bands, which I loved.
After a while the coverage would be exclusively the balloons and floats; but they would use the marching bands passing to go to commercials. The assumption was that nobody wanted to see the bands, just floats and balloons. I lost interest.
Robert - My American Legion-active grandparents took me to every parade they could find (walking distance of the Rose Parade was a plus) and the marching bands, frequently military, were what they loved best. Their excitement was contagious. Programmers don't look too far afield for audience reaction.
I hope today you get the chance to eat a cream cheese cheddar cranberry lettuce and alfalfa sprout sandwich with mayo and fancy mustard. It's about the best sandwich in the world only don't eat it late at night or it will bring bad dreams. Love, Rebecca on Green Saturday
Dear Marylinn - - - I'm trailing in here after all the rest, trusting that the wishes I bring for a rich and loving Thanksgiving will not arrive diluted because the date 'proper' has passed.
Much love. . . and, Marylinn, I am ever-so-thankful to have met you and to be able to come and visit you and your friends here. Thank you for the goodness and Realness you bring.
Donna - I hope you enjoyed the same...it was a day of vast peace, gratitude and things going right. Any day spent mostly in quiet mind - and surrounded by love - is a good day indeed.
Rebecca - Because it is Cranberry's time of year, I'll whisper that I can imagine chutney on that sandwich in its place, a seasonal adjustment, yum. Side-stepping bad dreams keeps me on my toes.
Do they not listen to how grim and unwelcome "black" Friday sounds? Who thinks in terms of ledgers, red ink or black? Sighing with relief that Green Saturday arrived to cleanse our palates. xoxo
Claire - Good wishes have no expiration date, you are timely and most welcome.
Your message adds to my blessings, reasons to be filled with thanks on undeclared days. I'm so glad that you come, that all who appear here return. Your words sweep me along to whatever is next, uncertainty at least postponed, possibly stuck in quarantine...indefinitely. xoxo
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again of dangerous
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I want to be light
and frolicsome.
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15 comments:
Have a nice holiday.
And a happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.
Good wishes to you, Marylinn, and thanks for your thoughtfulness. xx
Happy Thanksgiving to you!
I used to love to watch the Thanksgiving Day parades when I was a kid. Back then the TV coverage showed the balloons, floats AND the marching bands, which I loved.
After a while the coverage would be exclusively the balloons and floats; but they would use the marching bands passing to go to commercials. The assumption was that nobody wanted to see the bands, just floats and balloons. I lost interest.
Laoch - A peaceful day and countless reasons for gratitude. Wishing you the same. Thank you.
Artist and Geek - Thank you, and our wishes back. We have the local TWILIGHT ZONE marathon on. Holds up, 50 years later.
Melissa - Thank you and you are very welcome.
Rachel - A day of whatever will suit you, please you best. Thank you.
Robert - My American Legion-active grandparents took me to every parade they could find (walking distance of the Rose Parade was a plus) and the marching bands, frequently military, were what they loved best. Their excitement was contagious. Programmers don't look too far afield for audience reaction.
Hope you had a wonderful, relaxing Thanksgiving surrounded in love.
I hope today you get the chance to eat a cream cheese cheddar cranberry lettuce and alfalfa sprout sandwich with mayo and fancy mustard. It's about the best sandwich in the world only don't eat it late at night or it will bring bad dreams.
Love,
Rebecca on Green Saturday
Dear Marylinn - - - I'm trailing in here after all the rest, trusting that the wishes I bring for a rich and loving Thanksgiving will not arrive diluted because the date 'proper' has passed.
Much love. . . and, Marylinn, I am ever-so-thankful to have met you and to be able to come and visit you and your friends here. Thank you for the goodness and Realness you bring.
Claire xo
Donna - I hope you enjoyed the same...it was a day of vast peace, gratitude and things going right. Any day spent mostly in quiet mind - and surrounded by love - is a good day indeed.
Rebecca - Because it is Cranberry's time of year, I'll whisper that I can imagine chutney on that sandwich in its place, a seasonal adjustment, yum. Side-stepping bad dreams keeps me on my toes.
Do they not listen to how grim and unwelcome "black" Friday sounds? Who thinks in terms of ledgers, red ink or black? Sighing with relief that Green Saturday arrived to cleanse our palates. xoxo
Claire - Good wishes have no expiration date, you are timely and most welcome.
Your message adds to my blessings, reasons to be filled with thanks on undeclared days. I'm so glad that you come, that all who appear here return. Your words sweep me along to whatever is next, uncertainty at least postponed, possibly stuck in quarantine...indefinitely. xoxo
ahh..
the old days..
The sandwich sounds stomach terrifying...
Denise - Fortunately, we have been warned in advance what time of day NOT to eat this sandwich. Otherwise, small, happy nibbles.
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