Monday, November 23, 2009
"Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving." W. T. Purkiser
It wasn't the most beautiful of days... it was cold, windy and rainy and I didn't even want to leave the house much less take pictures in this mess. I even reasoned that no one else would go either in this terrible weather and was happy to sit at home and watch football.
Instead, I ventured out to Ravenel where a group of Pilgrims and Indians would be celebrating the First Thanksgiving at Peaceful Way.
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