I spent my Thanksgiving at my father’s house in Ellsworth. Thanksgiving itself was a foggy day, and we went for a walk in the Woodlawn Park nearby. It was incredibly atmospheric in the fog, though my camera doesn’t nearly do it justice.
I’m quite full of turkey, and flush with family togetherness. This is the first Thanksgiving both my parents have attended since their separation, and I’m thankful that they have been able to allow bygones to be bygones enough to make this event possible. It was a lovely couple of days.