I have a love-hate relationship with the month of November.
It's the month I was born,
as well as the month I was married,
so double reasons to celebrate,
in addition to Thanksgiving.
My children presented me with this lovely bouquet of mums
in honor of our anniversary last week.
They bought their dad candy.
The other part of their gift was a series of pictures
they had a friend take of them at a local park.
I was so pleased!
I told them they could do that as a gift for us for any occasion.
Speaking of mums, the ones in my flower bed
have been blooming since early September.
Some of the blossoms are beginning to fade,
but the plant is still putting out buds, too.
That's two months and counting of bloom time.
This is the fourth year I've had them.
Isn't that wonderful?
With the ever-shortening daylight hours and the drizzly gray skies
(which is what I hate about November),
I appreciate the bright spot in my front flower bed...
...and the still-fresh Jack-o-lanterns on the front step
which I plan to leave up until after Thanksgiving,
or until they start to soften, whichever comes first.
An early snow this week reminded us that, ready-or-not, winter is upon us.
We've winterized the trailer and put away the bikes and lawn furniture,
and are turning our attention to more indoor pursuits.