The day after Thanksgiving. This, weirdly, has become known as Black Friday. I can only assume that the reason is that any day spent rushing around stores has a certain bleakness.
The original Black Friday was September 24, 1869, a day that financial panic hit the gold market due to manipulations by robber barons Jay Gould and James Fisk. (Again, I’m not sure of the connection to post-Thanksgiving Christmas shopping. The fear of gold losing its value over the course of a single day?)
I was lucky enough to spend a lot of the day outdoors.
Above is a video of treetops, blown by wind, not searching out anything but sun; evergreens, yes, but way too tall to worry about Christmas coming.
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