November is here

Hi everyone, hope you are all well and having a good day. 

I was out and about yesterday and didn't even switch my laptop on!  A day spent in Cardiff and I was surprised at the number of ghouls, ghost and witches in the town centre, I thought they only came out at night! I even prepared myself for the forecast relentless knock on the front door, but silence reigned last night, so I have stocking filler sweets instead!

As we prepare for the colder season, I read in contrast from Jo's blog  "All the blue day" that in Tasmania it has finally become warm enough to wear t shirts during the day and she has switched off the heating finally until their autumn arrives, that just seemed like two halves making everything complete.  

November for me, is warm soups, stews and comforting food, nights in by the fire, bonfires and swirling smoke as people clear their gardens and tidy in readiness for next spring, all sorts of lovely things happening and of course the inevitable countdown to Christmas, how can you not love November.  In six days it would have been my mothers 87th birthday, unfortunately she died the day before, and we buried her on the 18th November, no not a time for sadness, but a time of release for her after years of illness, and a time for the family to get together and celebrate her life, and for me that encapsulates November for me now, a time of release and enjoyment, I will never stop missing her even though we were separated by many miles, but am glad of the time we had and the influence she had on me.  So yes I still love November.

Thank you as always for joining me and have a good weekend wherever in the world you are. See you on Monday.

Siwzy

November comes (Clyde Watson)

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.