There’s something comforting about traditions regardless of what form that takes. Based on what I see here, a popular after Thanksgiving tradition is a family walk. We take our traditional stroll down to the river. It’s normally a quiet walk but in the fall it’s especially so. The subdued colors of fall help a lot with that. Standing on the pier watching river current and listening to the wind in the reed grass with a hawk riding the wind overhead I am reminded that I have far more to be thankful for than I could ever list here.
I hope you and yours also have plenty of blessings to be thankful for as well.
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