On Thanksgiving Day it’s all about the pause. Pausing to reflect on all that we are thankful for.
So I took my camera out on Thanksgiving Eve to see if I could capture some of the things I am especially grateful for living here on Cape Cod.
It began with this view of Forest Beach Marsh that I just never seem to get enough of.
And the friendliest flicker I do believe I’ve ever met greeted me at the top of Osprey Hill. Dressed to the nines, his mouth full of juicy grubs, I could have sworn he winked at me before he flew off to his own Thanksgiving table.
On the way to the Landing I noticed how the sinking sun was making the cat o’nine tails glow like holiday candles…
And a clump of purple Asters along the stone wall at the bend in the road would make the prettiest Thanksgiving bouquet ever!
And she was waiting for me on the other side of that front door when I opened it!
For me, on Thanksgiving Day, and every day…
It’s all about the PAWS.