NOVEMBER
"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 kettle sings,
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring.
by Clyde Watson
August through December are my favorite months of the year and have been since becoming a teen. Come in and relax...we'll discuss all things about the home and family. You will also see lots of pictures inside our home and on our sunporch. Welcome in! Please leave your comments. Enjoy your visit and come again, often! Go to the bottom of right column to register YOUR E-Mail addres to have new posts sent to you. Thanks, Betty
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