"Our harvest being gotten in, our governour sent foure men on fowling, that so we might after a speciall manner rejoyce together, after we had gathered the fruits of our labours ; they foure in one day killed as much fowle, as with a little helpe beside, served the Company almost a weeke, at which time amongst other Recreations, we exercised our Armes, many of the Indians coming amongst us, and amongst the rest their greatest king Massasoyt, with some ninetie men, whom for three dayes we entertained and feasted, and they went out and killed five Deere, which they brought to the Plantation and bestowed on our Governour, and upon the Captaine and others. And although it be not always so plentifull, as it was at this time with us, yet by the goodness of God, we are so farre from want, that we often wish you partakers of our plentie."
-- Edward Winslowe in a letter describing the 1621 harvest feast in Plymouth
I'm certainly far from want myself, and I'm thankful for all of my friends and family, and generally good health and welfare. My harvest feast was closer to home than theirs, and, I hope, doesn't presage as difficult a winter. :-) Happy Thanksgiving to those of you who're celebrating it, and to the rest of you, I hope your plain ol' Thursday was good.