A determination to practice the habit of finding the good in our lives. A decision of the heart to set aside at least one day in which we can step back to let the True, the Good, and the Beautiful take center stage in an increasingly dysphoric world.
Those three qualities are hardwired into our human make-up. Despite the many setbacks we are witness to, we continue to hold out hope for the triumph of good over evil. We can only work on our small part of the world, but that is work enough.
There are many versions of this Harvest Hymn (Purcell’s music). I chose this one for the Baron, just because the scenes are from his home during his high school years. It was obviously a bountiful season for Harrogate’s Annual Autumn Flower Show:
There is much to be thankful for this year at Schloss Bodissey. Here are just the recent highlights — our own personal perspective:
- The Baron’s sight is improving and it appears likely not to progress any further because of the treatments;
- His retinal surgeon referred him to a private foundation that pays for the (expensive) medication used in those needles-in-the-eye. I see now why the doctor wanted this: it’s very effective and the procedures needn’t be done as frequently as they were with the first medicine;
- We’re both thankful the future Baron is coming for Thanksgiving dinner (and even more thankfully, will take the leftovers home with him since we mostly aren’t supposed to eat a lot of what’s traditionally on an American menu on Turkey day);
- It’s not snowing or icing up at all. I remember snowy Thanksgivings, so we’re grateful for a Thanksgiving without power interruptions;
- Gates of Vienna’s most successful fundraiser to date is now wrapped up and put away with the others — hooray and halleluiah for the generosity of our donors;
- it appears that Diana West’s courageous push-back will prevent her book from disappearing down the memory hole. The Baron’s months of hard work have helped — as he says, he was part of the Army of Midgets that took on the Bigs. It would appear that the truth will prevail over the received narrative. In a Time of Lies, our participation in small victories heartens us;
- Our roof is safe enough until the warm weather will permit the roofers to climb up there and replace the old one;
- My own annoying disorder, fibromyalgia, hasn’t progressed. It hasn’t improved, either, but I do get breaks from it sometimes. I know people in far worse shape than I am. Thus, I am grateful to be well enough to cook for those I love. Or at least some of them…
If any of our readers would like to add their own gratitudes and thanksgivings in the comments, we’d love to hear them.
Happy Thanksgiving, all — even and especially our readers from Everywhere Else, where’s it’s not Thanksgiving yet, or where your observations have already passed.