This month of November just flew by so fast I could hardly breathe. Here's my month-end summation of snap shots.
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.
- Clyde Watson
I like the way you do your monthly summery! Simple and straight to the point. Do you mind if I "steal" your idea to use on my blog?
ReplyDeleteHi dear, of course you can do that! Anyone can do it! Enjoy the process.
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