“Welcome sweet November, the season of senses and my favorite month of all.” ~ Gregory F. Lenz
Good Sunday morning, dear ones. Remember, a few weeks ago I said, “We are going to blink and it will be Christmas.” Well, it is getting closer, isn’t it? As this morning we welcome November.
I have always enjoyed November. I suppose my enjoyment of the month stems from the years we lived in Virginia. Being a West Virginia girl, I would be so anxious to see glorious autumn days. However, autumn doesn’t arrive in that part of the world until November. When it does arrive the days are beautiful, but unfortunately, the stay is brief. Perhaps, that is what made November so sweet for me.
November, by Elizabeth Coatsworth
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.
With night coming early,
And dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate.
The fires burn
And the kettles sing,
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring.
Dear friends, I hope this finds you happy and ready to welcome the beautiful month of November. It is a month of change as we move into winter and a well-deserved rest. And, this year, perhaps more than ever, it is a time for us to pay attention and give thanks for our many blessings and all the tiny details in our lives ~ both of which make life so beautiful.
Know how much I appreciate your visit and comments.
I wish you and yours a beautiful and peaceful day. Stay well!
“May you take time
to celebrate the quiet miracles
that seek no attention.” ~ John O’Donohue
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