Today was the Thanksgiving Feast day for the kindergarten class, complete with little pilgrims, native Americans and songs, and of course food. The class announced that the pilgrims had left England looking for religious freedom. (yay for accurate curriculum!) They had butter with their feast that the class had made the day before.
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I walk past the berry bush on my morning walk. The bright berries against the browned weeds and grass made me think of hope. Hope of a meal in the winter for birds. Hope of new plants in the spring. Hope.
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I walk past the berry bush on my morning walk. The bright berries against the browned weeds and grass made me think of hope. Hope of a meal in the winter for birds. Hope of new plants in the spring. Hope.
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