“It was November—the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.”
~ L.M. Montgomery (b. November 30, 1874 – d. April 24, 1942)
November
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Carolyn Watson
“Perhaps I write for no one. Perhaps for the same person children are writing for when they scrawl their names in the snow.” ― Margaret Atwood
Carolyn Watson 
Fall was a time of relaxation for us on the farm; harvesting and the canning of the harvest were done, and we waited for the eventual snow storm keeping us huddled in front of the fires wrapped in warm blankets.
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That sounds lovely!
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