Monday, November 3, 2014
Oh November you, you always seem to put me in a tail spin. You hide our beautiful sunrises and sunsets with your cloudy, dreary wet days. And long nights that tend to lead me to mind wandering. You are the keeper of my darkest secrets, feelings I've never shared with anyone. You are the keeper of wonderful memories of anniversaries, and Thanksgiving celebrations. You are the keeper of my son's last days, the baring of my soul. Somehow time always seems to slow down in November. A winding down of sorts.
after a nice dry night for trick or treating, of which we had over 100 at our door, we had a blustery, wet weekend. Lots of leaves on the ground waiting, just waiting, for some one to rake 'em up. I wonder.
the storm drains are all clogged and soon there will be flooding if the job is left undone. Something so beautiful a few weeks ago has turned into the bane of our existence the last few days. Although the warm temps make the job a little less weary. I remember the days of small children helping with the piles of leaves and then jumping into them, the fire pit going, and marshmallows toasting...just like a Hallmark card. So much fun.
some hold on to their colours through the entire season
and some try to hide in the few green leaves that are left, must be weeds eh?
then of course there is always that one last guy who is going to hang on until all the others have been raked up and then slowly, ever so slowly and with grace, slide gently to the ground. And it's even shaped like a heart. I heart you November, be kind to us please.
How many of you have skipped right past Thanksgiving and moved on to Christmas? Too soon I say, too soon.