thanksgiving walk tradition 3

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Every Thanksgiving morning, we lace up our boots and head to the same winding trail through the golden woods. The air smells of damp earth and fallen leaves, and we walk in easy silence, just our footsteps crunching in rhythm. It’s our quiet before the chaos of turkey and pie—a chance to breathe, remember, and feel grateful for the simple act of moving together through the fading autumn light.