Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday

In the last month or two, we’ve had a few days where’s it’s just poured rain. Not the gentle, annoying do-I-dig-out-the-umbrella-or-not rain, but the if-you-wear-clogs-your-feets-gonna-get-soaked kind of rain. Some storms were tropical in nature, and all you can do is bear it and be glad you don’t live in Florida. And every time, without fail, when it rains this way I always think “It’s a great day for ducks”. Which makes me think of geese, which always leads me to thinking that Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Don’t ask me why, it just does.

 

( Cut for me being me )