Went for a Thanksgiving walk in the hills, and kid spotted an owl. https://oyster.us-east.host.bsky.network/xrpc/com.atproto.sync.getBlob?did=did:plc:cak4klqoj3bqgk5rj6b4f5do&cid=bafkreieyo4l5ay7g6hr2h4gsrtzazldafbflobxqmnlgemxajhwmu4by3e https://oyster.us-east.host.bsky.network/xrpc/com.atproto.sync.getBlob?did=did:plc:cak4klqoj3bqgk5rj6b4f5do&cid=bafkreih2gf4mhfuabwzy2bj5vlvq6ceho5mt3fb7ezd7urbvpx3zkwioc4

Thanksgiving Catan got intense. https://oyster.us-east.host.bsky.network/xrpc/com.atproto.sync.getBlob?did=did:plc:cak4klqoj3bqgk5rj6b4f5do&cid=bafkreifqzssa66tdqbtq5muh5svd3xgogmxxe5nbvbmxowl6yigat2exbe

Anyway, however you celebrate it (or don't celebrate it) have a happy Thanksgiving, and give thanks for all the things that deserve gratitude.

... the story as I remember it (which could be totally wrong, I was just a kid), was that my Dad's aunts would only invite him for dessert, every year claiming that there wasn't enough room for us for dinner. The belief was that my grandmother on my Dad's side was a *lot* and the cousins worried...

As a kid our family Thanksgiving tradition was that we did TWO Thanksgiving dinners on the same day. First with my mom's relatives in Queens. Then somewhere in the late afternoon/early evening we'd leave that one and drive to the Bronx for one with my Dad's relatives....

So, Thanksgiving to me was always two separate dinner in two separate boroughs with two separate sides of the family. Also, fwiw, there's basically ZERO traffic at that time on TG getting from Queens to the Bronx from what I remember.