New England — Where Thanksgiving Was Born

Golden Grove near Bennington Monument, VT.

Golden Grove near Bennington Monument, VT.

I know, I know, it was Plymouth, Mass., not anywhere near Williamstown, Mass.  And it certainly wasn’t Bennington, Vermont.

Monument to Battle of Bennington

Monument to Battle of Bennington

But it’s Thanksgiving in Princeton and there aren’t any Pilgrims, and everyone’s eating turkey when Priscilla and John and Miles and all, and of course Squanto, were tucking into lobster and deer and yes probably cranberries with maple syrup, which those clever, generous Indians brought to the feast.

Revolutionary War General, Bennington

Revolutionary War General, Bennington

It’s also beastly cold, raining and snowing at once, and nobody’s plowed anything anywhere near my new apartment, and what is going to happen to all that wet, as the mercury plunges tonight?

Venerable House, Bennington

Venerable House, Bennington

1781 — as a person of Michigan, founded in 1837 — I can barely believe house dates like this.  You see why I feel, these are the birthplaces of our nation.

Sacrifices were made here, without which we might not have a country for which to be Thankful

Sacrifices were made here, without which we might not have a country for which to be Thankful

I need non-ice upon which to drive to the Brig at dawn with Jeanette Hooban, because we need many birds, not just one, tomorrow.

And I need sun.

What a difference a month makes!

What a difference a month makes!

In Bennington a month ago, we were drenched in sun and color.  Come, stroll its streets with me.  There were hardy pioneers there, too.  And, of course, many tribes of powerful Indians.  And patriots who fought in the Battle of Bennington.  There were probably bears and certainly deer, and now there are moose — somehow I never think of moose in the time of the pilgrims.

A stroll in an entire town that is a shrine to true Liberty

A stroll in an entire town that is a shrine to true Liberty

We were in the heartland of our country, in my experience.  We stepped into different time machines in each New England town.  My heart is still there, strolling the tree-root-uplifted sidewalks of Bennington, under glowing ancient trees, examining homes of other centuries, some of which had marble walkways to their welcoming front doors.

Essence of Bennington

Essence of Bennington

Ready for Hallowe'en in New England heartland

Ready for Hallowe’en in New England heartland

Bennington Dooryard

Bennington Dooryard

Prosperity in Liberty's town

Prosperity in Liberty’s town

What History This Tree Has Witnessed!

What History This Tree Has Witnessed!

I am in love with the fences of New England

I am in love with the fences of New England

Everyone Was Welcome at the Pulled Pork Dinner, on the hem of the Monument's Park!

Everyone Was Welcome at the Pulled Pork Dinner, on the hem of the Monument’s Park!

The Gold Standard

The Gold Standard

Can't You Almost Hear The Crinkle of the Leaves?

Can’t You Almost Hear The Crinkle of the Leaves?

6 thoughts on “New England — Where Thanksgiving Was Born

  1. Beautiful fall, Massachusetts scenes for Thanksgiving. I hope you get to go tomorrow, but watch out for black ice. Although Accuweather says it will be sunny, it will only be about 29 degrees at 8 am.

    • Massachusetts and Bennington, Vermont are Fall Central, Brenda, and on these recent gloomy days, I really need memories and photos of those realities.

      We went this morning at 9 instead of the planned 8 – because of ice, and in snow, but it grew warmer and warmer. We birded without jackets from mid-day on, and I’ll do a blog on it. Treat of the day, beyond many kingfishers and first snow geese, was a flock of wild turkeys on the sandy side of one of our Pine Barrens roads. We told them we were glad they were not in the oven, but right there, noble and wild and free.

      Thank you for your concern!

      blessings, Carolyn

  2. Again, lovely photos. I wish you a happy Thanksgiving. We have to go to Eric’s little sister’s house where they don’t eat turkey. Oh, well. Despite problems, much for which to be thankful.

    Wishing you beauty. Love, Penelope

  3. Interesting, Penelope, I awoke remembering the Thankful List I had to start in 2003. A new Journal from a former co-worker compelled this project. American Re had let our two divisions go, even to the 2 CEO’s whom I had supported. No one knew that I omcreasomg;u found myelf unwilling to go out into the world.

    I stared blankly at her Thankful Journal, thanking he for the thought.

    Gradually, as in over a number of weeks, I began to use it — sometimes only to write, “I can’t think of anything to write.”

    But filling those pages pulled me back into circulation and new professional roles.

    In this morning’s chill gloom and the planet’s peril, it’s hard for me again to do Thankfuls.

    Nonetheless, I’ll go in and start that list and keep it up into the New Year

    Wishing you and yours many NEW reasons to be thankfuls, despite those significant challenges on so many fronts.

    Meanwhile, it’s friends like you who TOP my list!

    Carolyn

  4. Yes, Honey, thank you for commenting. It was a very Marilyn stroll. When we went to Bennington, the town where they give you an apple when they fill your tank of gas! and Hemmings Motor News had the village full of cars of other eras, I don’t think we had time to stroll. Next trip, that will be a priority. I’m still regretting that Deb and I were too full to stop in with all the locals for the pulled pork dinner in one of those beautiful homes on the green of the Monument.

    Love,

    c

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