November: Love it or Hate it ?

November is my least favourite month of the year.  This poem by Thomas Hood   expresses how I feel about this transition month.


No sun - no moon! 
No morn - no noon - 
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day. 
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, 
No comfortable feel in any member - 
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, 
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! - 

Thomas Hood

However, there is that special day when the sky is blue and the warmth from the low golden sun enfolds you. This is the kind of day experienced by me on a November walk in the woods. 

A Warm november Day by J. Gazo-McKim ©2012

A Warm november Day by J. Gazo-McKim ©2012