November 22, 2009
november
I hate to see November leave. It is such a comfy cushion, a barrier of sorts, to the holiday madness that December brings. Thanksgiving was my mother’s favorite holiday and as a child, I could never understand how that could be – a holiday without “stuff” – how could that be her favorite? Well, I know now. I know the sweetness of November, a time of family, food, fallen leaves, pecans, persimmons, oranges, and giving thanks. I hate to say good bye. I, organically, love December and Christmas; I just hate what it is being forced to become.
part of my medicine cabinet
175 strawberry plants
fresh eggs
more eggs
till next time,
p.s.
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