I wanted to use a colorful and inspiring quote for November as a title, but after searching for such quotes it appears November is the most despised of the 12 months. Dark, gloomy, cold, dismal, sorrowful, treacherous, dreary...the list of negative adjectives goes on and on. No wonder 'they' decided to stick Thanksgiving, my favorite holiday, in the month of November, to give the naysayers something to be cheerful about.
The little layer of snow pictured was all we got from the October snowstorm which other areas experienced by the foot. Ours had disappeared by mid-afternoon.
John arrived in Alaska yesterday to start his new job. Here he is eating a last piece of Mom's apple pie before heading for the airport. Cow, knowing something was going on, stuck to him like glue as he slept over the last night.
Kate went to a Halloween party last night and ended up raiding my closets to become a Jane Austen heroine. I wore the dress at age 16 as my sister El's bridesmaid; the shawl is the recently completed Citron (doing double duty as a period piece as well as to hide the fact that the zipper would not zip all the way up); the cameo was bought by my dad in Italy in WWII for my grandmother; and the turtleneck is just my turtleneck.