No leaves, No green, No warmth, No light, No sun, No-vember.
November lurks in the calendar like an unwanted task. It is one of those chores you know needs to be done, yet you wish it would just go away. As the month wears on, the days become shorter, colder and more difficult. Everyone begins the long process of surviving the coming trial of winter. We know it is coming and sometime during the long stretch which is November, we just come to terms with fate and make the conscious decision to “Just get on with it”.
That is why I say Poor November. November can become so reviled, we celebrate the end of the month with a feast, so happy are we to be done with the entire mess.
Rich Prairie Journal 