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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Novemberrrrr...

Novembrrrr. It's almost over. Good! I won't miss it's dismal monochromatic character, it's shortened days, its greyness. I guess I'm a "colour girl". I like colour, and lots of it, please and thank you. November with its dress of grey and brown just doesn't "do it" for me. The gardener in me misses the greens and the vibrant colors of my garden blooms, the photographer in me misses the rich reds of the maples and sumac, the saturated yellows and golds and coppers of the birches and oaks, the last "hurrah!" of Autumn as she shows off her coat of many colors on our hillsides and valleys. Perhaps this is nature's way of preparing us for the busy season ahead, the hustle and bustle as we prepare for the Christmas season. Perhaps this brief "neutral" palette is restful and calming as we settle down for winter...
I guess we can see beauty in all things, if we just look... I was away last week for 2 days, to visit a friend who lives not quite an hour away. We've been trying to get together forever for a "girl's night" and a sleepover; we're both so busy, it's taken us way too long to "make it happen". But happen it did, and we both enjoyed some time to visit, chat, eat, and appreciate our long friendship. When we woke in the morning, snow had fallen overnight and their waterfront property was cloaked in white. This photo does not do the scene justice. I have to admit, despite the lack of color, it was beautiful. The lake had just a faint skim of ice, the trees didn't seem to mind the frosting of soft fluffy snow, and the total. silence.  was.  beautiful. Peaceful. Calming to the soul.

Peace,
Linda

“But there is always a November space after the leaves have fallen when she felt it was almost indecent to intrude on the woods…for their glory terrestrial had departed and their glory celestial of spirit and purity and whiteness had not yet come upon them.”
~ L.M. Montgomery. Anne of Windy Poplars

8 comments:

Jennifer said...

What wonderful pictures......the quiet peace comes through beautifully!

sunny said...

I am not a fan of November either, for the very same reasons. It's just gray and bleak. And dark. The snow is very pretty, though, and I love taking snow pictures.

Lin said...

I am with you on colour - I love it. Your photographs are lovely and I have just been to look at your beautiful crazy patch which is wonderful. xx

Sara D.B. said...

A lovely post!
I so much agree with you about November's monochromatic character and greyness! When I was younger, I used to think November is the "ugliest" month (here where I live), but recently I have changed my mind. For me, early spring (here usually March/April) is worse: everything is bare and brown, and there is much light to make it easy to see.
Like you write, November seems to prepare us for something, physically and spiritually, with it's calm and soft darkness...
Welcome, December!

The passage from L.M. Montgomery's book is beautiful!

Mam said...

I always thought November was the cruelest month. Love your header pictures.

Judith @ Lavender Cottage said...

I like the photo with the horses Linda and appreciate each month for what it has to offer.
Winter is not for everyone but it has a beauty of its own with snowy covered landscapes and children laughing and playing outside.

Pamela Gordon said...

How fun! I'm glad you and your friend got together. Beautiful photos. I'm sure the scene is much whiter today though. That was quite the snowfall last night! I guess we'll be all white from now until March. :(

Linda said...

Hello Linda, your photos are lovely. Warm greetings from Montreal! :)

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