While an estimated three million people were cheering the floats in Macy’s Parade on Thanksgiving morning in the City of New York, this is what I was watching in the Town of Brooklin. There was one exceptional addition to the scene, which we’ll get to in a moment.
Here, we’re squinting into the south-southwest, peering through Great Cove, past several islands in Eggemoggin Reach, and into the seeming infinity of the Atlantic Ocean. The empowering sun is sending us a friendly sign in the form of a glitter path.
Then – here’s the exception – to the north-northeast (on the right) there was movement. Something low and dark was coming my way steadily, but the sun was silhouetting it too much to enable identification.
When the intruder got into the glitter path, it revealed itself as a pulling boat being rowed fast and expertly by a man who apparently was celebrating the holiday morning by scudding across the glassy Cove:
I think I’ll try to remember this as my Brooklin-sized Thanksgiving Parade, a parade in the form of one real float. (Images taken in Brooklin, Maine, on November 24, 2022.)