45°F WNW13mph SR0647 SS1645
Morning Offering given
Village sleeps
Coffee strong
St. Englebert died in his effort to prevent corruption and thievery in the Church; we admire his morality.
Read Ezekiel 31: Allegory of the Cedar
RIAY Day 311: The Glorious Mysteries
Get the long johns out, you are going to need them in the coming week. The entire US will be chillier than normal. Snow shovel, Grit, and a survival pack, in case you get stuck. Parka, hat, vest, boots, gloves, and mittens so you are adequately dressed. Who knows it might be time to brush up on the Thanksgiving Song by Lydia Maria Child, originally published in 1844.
Over the river and through the woods
to grandmother’s house we go.
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
through the wide and drifted snow.
Over the river and through the woods,
Oh how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes and bites the nose,
as over the ground we go.
Over the river and through the woods
to have a first-rate play,
Oh, hear the bells ring, sing-a-ling-ling,
Hooray for Thanksgiving Day!
Over the river and through the woods,
Trot fast, my dapple gray.
Spring over the ground like a hunting hound
For this is Thanksgiving Day.
Over the river and through the woods
and straight through the barnyard gate.
We seem to go extremely slow;
it is so hard to wait.
Over the river and through the woods,
Now Grandmother’s cap I spy.
Hooray for the fun! Is the pudding done?
Hooray for the pumpkin pie.
Hooray for the fun!
Is the pudding done?
Hooray for the pumpkin pie!
For more Thanksgiving Songs, Thanksgiving Books,
Thanksgiving through Native American Eyes or https://blog.nativehope.org/what-does-thanksgiving-mean-to-native-americans
Today is reflexology and chiropractic day. I am fortunate to have two people in the same space who offer these services and are only a few blocks from me.
Know you are prayed for.
In the "Wilds of Wisconsin & Cornfields of Iowa" 