Monday's Musings: "The frog does not drink up the pond in which he lives."

It's Monday, Monday November the Twenty-First, which means it has been one month since I made an "official" announcement on TLLG about my plan to include — what had been an occasional feature — on this blog and that is dedicating Mondays on TLLG to Monday Musings. It has also been sixteen days since Lucifer, my rhinestone frog, left my indoor succulent garden for his annual hiatus (and when my Indian figurines came for their annual short visit to my succulent garden as evidenced in the collage posted above). Lucifer's departure is a fact, dear reader, that you may recall from a previous post on TLLG,  titled, Time is fun when you are having flies.

Additionally, it is the Monday before Thanksgiving, a time when most people are filled with recollections and musings of some sort, including mixed feelings about the day itself, that are often related to memories of bygone days of celebration with family. And of course, it is a time that can be filled with regret about our forefathers in relation to the Indians and the land in America.

However, this is not a social justice or political blog, as Lucifer reminded me before he left, but he did, as he departed, suggest that, in my Monday musings for the onset of Thanksgiving week I use yet another quote about frogs which is, "The frog does not drink up the pond in which he lives." This quote is actually an Indian proverb, and it is one of my favorites, but I also appreciate the one that states, "We do not inherit the land from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children." If you'd like to see more Indian proverbs and quotes, please click here).

Again, since this blog is not about social justice or politically oriented issue, I will not pass judgment on our forefathers' relationship to the Indians, but offer these Indian proverbs, as Thanksgiving approaches, as food for thought on a day when a lot of eating is involved.