I Love How We Thank God!

There was no traffic on the way to the Thanksgiving Day Parade we attended in the mountains. We were excited, because the balloons that we get to see, when we go there are so massive that we can hardly keep them in view. First the cloud balloons amazed us and we were tantalized, wondering what mountainous imaginations would manifest themselves on this very Thankful Day.

Last year, I said Brother Marius had cloud duty, because there were no clouds in the sky.(He was my very aged Summer School teacher for health and never let us doodle in our notebooks, so if the sky has no clouds, I say that Brother Marius wouldn't let them doodle designs on the canvas of the sky) This year, I was hoping to see a few clouds, not too many. And I wasn't disappointed. Sometimes, I wonder what they have to do with Brother Marius to get clouds into the sky down here, because we have so few, very cloudy days and We have to put in an order for them, much ahead of time and they make photo appearances and then get swept into the backdrop.

All of a sudden, as if by accident these massive structures invaded the horizon. Ben, who was driving and Enoch, behind my head started instructing the rest of us to get the camera. En yanked Ezra out of his deepest unconsciousness to see the "first Balloons" as I call them. I am so glad that the clouds didn't decide to overtake the day and make us wait longer to see our fine and beautiful horizon. We had seen these beauties before, but it didn't seem like it. They always seem new and freshly washed from the storehouse. (I do sometimes wonder if they deflate them and put them back in the box when we go back home:) Those angels have some kind of chore keeping them fresh and inflatable year after year after year.

They kept hiding from us and we felt like we were playing dodgeball with the mountains trying to catch a glimpse of them in and out of our sight and then they were enveloping us.

All of a sudden the parade began, bison, goats, ponies and other sundry animals started popping up to our right in the car. They decorated our "commute" and we were in awe of God's magesty to send them to us on our path on Thanksgiving Day. You couldn't see a bunch of more committed "city slickers" gawking at the country scenery, as if we were on 5th Avenue. The stars took a backseat to the friendly deer, who seemed to want to have some turkey with us in our enjoyments. Our bellies were stuffed at the perfect Holiday feast of sights and sounds and sumptuosities. We are so grateful to our friends for this kind sharing of their family meal with us. Now Thank We All Our God.