It's been the nicest November that I can remember. This time last year we had already had our first snow storm. Unlike the typical greyness of brooding clouds and cool morning fog, the month showed off its golden side. The usually shy sun has played with Natures' colour palette and has found the gold shades ranging from light tan of cut wheat to the darkest browns of the discarded leaves.
It's been mild for November, while the frost decorates the land most mornings with a chilling reminder of what is to come, the days warm in the weakening sun. Sometimes it even hits the double digits. I've rarely had to keep the wood furnace running all day. Usually I get it going in the morning and let it burn out by mid day. I'll start it again as the sun sets and the damp settles in.
I've been able to continue to do outdoor work and get to know November a little bit better. I always thought that November was bitter and mean, uncaring. Now I know it's more thoughtful than that and actually can be reflective. It has a prettiness that's easy to miss when I rush from its usual wind-pelted rains that keeps me indoors as much as possible. I like this warm side of November, it's a nice change.
Aujourd'hui, j'ai résisté
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