Happy Thanksgiving to all of you who celebrate today. And a very happy Thursday to those of you who don't.
Today is the 4th Wednesday of November and a day (in the US) to take stock of things and give thanks.
I watched a show on the Pilgrims who celebrated the first Thanksgiving on PBS (The American Experience: Pilgrims) the other day.
The Pilgrims chose to celebrate not because things were absolutely wonderful, but because they were the ones who had survived, been able to reap a harvest and been able to keep the colony/settlement from falling apart. They had lost around 50% of those who had settled with them only about a year earlier (lost to diseases, not enough food, and other causes). I can't image having left so many of their group behind in Europe, and then sailing to a place which was not the one they had planned on but the one they ended up at. They didn't sail at the best time of year either, leaving England in the autumn and arriving in New England in early winter. Then they spent that winter watching so many they travelled with dying. They robbed graves (since many of the native Americans in that area had died from probably a smallpox outbreak not all that long before the Pilgrims arrived. This plague was brought over by European fishing fleets out in Georges Bank on the hunt for cod). They put their dead/dying in sitting positions up against trees with guns to scare off other Native American communities that were not so friendly. That must have been hard.
So they celebrated what they did have.
I found this show fascinating, and it put this year's Thanksgiving into a different perspective for me, especially with our current national and world situation with covid.
Just something to consider.
My art today for Wendy's bird challenge at Art Journal Journey and also for day 26 of Leah's Art Everyday Month celebrates one of the stars of this American holiday, the turkey. Or in this case, the wild turkey.