ALTERNATIVE THANKS FOR THANKSGIVING THANKS
This weekend is Canadian Thanksgiving, six weeks before our American neighbours have theirs. We also beat them to the idea by 43 years. The Pilgrims feast dates to 1621. Sir Martin Frobisher’s expedition to find the northwest passage held one in present day Nunavut in 1578, to give thanks for the safety of its fleet. Today, the list of “thankful-fors” is so predictable it’s almost background noise.
It might be more uplifting to be thankful for what we don’t have, at least for we descendants, both direct and otherwise, of the original celebrants.
It seems a fair bet none of the descendants of the indigenous people who were around for the Frobisher and Pilgrim feasts are very grateful for the occasions.
On a personal basis, I’m thankful that by Thanksgiving, there is almost no one else around. Boats have been stored, the docks pulled on shore to be safe from the coming ice pack and cottage windows are shuttered.
As often as not in the autumn I’m the only person on the water, and while this place is anything but untamed wilderness, paddling along the shore, I can almost feel a line from Gordon Lightfoot’s anthem, Canadian Railroad Trilogy: “Long before the white man/And long before the wheel/ When the green dark forest was too silent to be real”.
It’s also a thankful thought that while we have a prime minister who’s more “woke” than awake to the tribulations his policies are inflicting on a large swathe of the population, and a leader of the opposition who’s courting the extreme right, neither they nor their respective parties come close to the Republican clowns, charlatans and just plain evil fools who proliferate in Washington.
GOOD FROM BAD
An anomaly that sums up the premise of this week’s blog is the weather we’ve had here for the past week.
Being able to revel in the fall colours by hiking or paddling under clear skies, with light winds and temperatures in the mid-20s was a blessing, if you can leave aside that it was courtesy of the not-to-be-thankful-for curse of climate change.
With a gloomy tone belied by a grin, the “locals” here invariably caveat comments on the unseasonable gift of warm weather with a wisdom borne of experience: “Means she’s gonna be a bad winter. You can bet on it.” One gets the distinct impression that in a perverse way, they don’t hate the idea.
Before the snow comes, the loons and other waterfowl will head south.
Seeing a pair with a chick that made it to migrating stage is reason to celebrate. It also makes me grateful I’m not a migrant. No doubt some things for which I will not be grateful are skulking in the future, but they will almost certainly pale to insignificance next to being a human migrant risking my life to find safety and the chance claw out of poverty.
The fall colours are also a reason to be thankful you’re not a deer. Hunting season is about to open.
Even if changing your coat from tawny brown to match the dullness of the soon-to-be-leafless forest fools the humans with guns and a permit to kill you, the wolves are waiting to move in once they’ve gone.
It also brings to mind another negative for which to be grateful, curbs on gun ownership. Not everyone agrees with the laws, but everyone appreciates the fact that Canada has suffered only three “mass shootings” so far in 2023, as opposed to nearly 500 in the U.S.
Along with family and friends , a de rigeur blessing for which we need to be thankful, expounded by everyone from the heads of turkey-laden tables to preachers, poets, columnists, commentators and what a friend here quaintly refers to as “pains in the drain”, is freedom.
Those who protest that we don’t have it, might want to consider that if we didn’t, they wouldn’t be able to complain publicly, or in many countries even privately, that we don’t.
One remaining negative for which I am grateful is that the present day menu for Thanksgiving doesn’t bear any resemblance to the first one, which history says centered on salt beef and mushy peas.
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5 thoughts on “ALTERNATIVE THANKS FOR THANKSGIVING THANKS”
Happy thanksgiving, Allen. And thx for another wise perspective from your Perch. Do you ever make it over to Quebec? We are in the eastern townships mostly these days. Down by the VT border (although I have lately been spending much time in Baltimore after my dad suffered a stroke this summer). Would be fun to see you!
All best,
David
Thanks David. I’m north of Toronto. I used to ski in the townships, but haven’g been there for years.
Happy Thanksgiving, Allen! They’ll be no feast for me still stuck stateside (30 yrs, and counting). After the Eve a news Sunday I’ll be returning to our lake house at Sylvia in MN. I too appreciate the solitude and calm that comes with the changing is the season. Hopefully our paths cross again in person. I’m in Ontario a bit these days as both my Manhattan born kids settled in Toronto after attending Queen’s. They have no plans on returning to the shooting range that is much of America. Growing up in Medicine Hat, the odd stabbing was the worst that could happen.
I appreciate your posts. Enjoy the holiday! Craig Wilson
Allen
Actually the 1st American Thanksgiving was at Berkeley Plantation in VA in 1619. Canada still is earlier than the US, but just wanted to clarify the date and time.
” Berkeley Plantation
The most historic plantation on the James River, Berkeley was built in 1726 and is the birthplace of Benjamin Harrison and President William Henry Harrison (9th president of the United States). It was also the location of the first Thanksgiving in 1619. It was the Civil War headquarters of General McClellan and the location where Taps was composed in 1862.
I didn’t know that. The sites I checked referred only to the Pilgrims. I’ll have to broaden my research sources (which do not, I hasten to add, include and will not include Wikipedia)