"November comes
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."
~~ Elizabeth Coatsworth
I’m “thankful” for the fact that I live where you witness the changes of the season’s in all their glory. It’s a dreary gray day here in south-central PA.
I’m “thankful” for books and magazines that fill the mind, help us to stretch and grow, ones that teach and ones that cut to the quick, ones that cause us to create and ones that take us places we may never go in person, for those of poetry and rhyme, for those that tell us of the past and talk of the future.
Join us at Rebecca-Writes for a Month of November Thankfulness!
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