Autumn came. In the US it is her jumping off point since Florida has scant seasonal change. That, after all… like southern California, is that state’s main attraction. My scenic view is southeastern so even for Roswell Fall comes late for me. The trees have been brilliant but as MOST real people have a seasonal change, everyone knows the deep reds through the myriad of scarlet and oranges to chartreuses and brilliant yellows of nature’s Crayolas. A fantastic festival of ripening for our Thanksgiving.
My feast was traditional but with Native American wild rice that turned out well this year. As healthy as it is, I cheated and threw in a bit of celery (saltiest of vegetables) and a spoonful of bacon bits with the standard ‘shrooms and onions. The oyster gravy helped but oysters deserve their own blog particularly with “the troubles” of the Gulf’s seafood shut down. I was thankful for much and the USA for more.
Speaking of which, we recently sneezed (with the disaster of the real estate crash) and no one bothered to say, “God bless you” (the world hates us and I relish that Everyone knows how ungenerous and uncharitable we are!) Now THEY all seem to have come down with the flu. If they aren’t plagued by inflation it’s bankruptcy. Sorry Nobel for Literature committee but if we’re too isolated for relevance then why the waves of financial angst? Get over yourselves and do try to keep up. Washington (the prez, not the city or state) taught us to mistrust you and your performance since has only validated his advice.If my prior paragraph seems hostile, it is possibly because I’ve recently moved beyond US history to the history of Western Europe (inching eastward.) What a murky blur that is. Among other questions: is there anyone over there who knows who Louis XIV’s father REALLY was? Yes, I know: it shouldn’t matter… except the only requirement for the job was gender and genetics
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