these sweet fawns have taken to spending some time guarding the little scottie dog rock that was a gift from a friend and political comrade. he was the openly gay mayor of mancos for eight years, and asked on a trip to lake powell (lake foul, ed abbey called it), what he could bring back for me. i chose a rock. when he gave me this one, i was blown away that he would part with such a treasure: even it’s hip joint is in evidence, as though he’s about to take his next stride.
last night before bed, i looked out that same bedroom door and the one on the right was there by itself, staring up at me, with a message i couldn’t quite grasp, but when i showed mr. wd, he agreed that we are fortunate indeed to be able to live among the critters here as we do. of course, we have many other things to be grateful for, as we all do, even if we have to strain to remember them when we struggle to keep the wolf from the door too often, or witness the privations and suffering of our friends and families.
may our efforts to create a better world begin to yield fruit soon; these are dark days in so many ways, but love and truth will certainly be our allies. and music, of course. ;)
i have very conflicted feelings about thanksgiving for a number of personal, familial reasons. many of them we spent in hospitals attending my neurotic grandfather, and on many holidays some of the worst family fights happened.
but over the decades i’ve also learned what the holiday means to many african americans and indigenous, so like columbus day, a lot of what led to the designation as a national ‘day of thanks’ was underpinned by some of our darkest history as a nation. given that, i’d like to link to rodolfo acuna’s piece ‘Native Americans should have let the pilgrims starve’. He taught chicano studies, and his books have been banned in arizona schools for being ‘treasonous’.
This is a piece I wrote once upon a time, ‘thanksgiving and FDR’s four freedoms’; a rather wistful piece. may you all…may we all, have a good day.
i do want to let you know that my laptop seems to be dying in stages, and if one day soon i don’t show up. please know that it’s likely to be the reason why. in that event, i’ll try to use mr. wd’s laptop to say what’s up. peace and strength to us and our brothers and sisters around the world.
meanwhile, this is my favorite thanksgiving movie, probably because ours were similarly dysfunctional. ;)