I’m sure most folk are aware of the poem by Thomas Hood in 1844, but is November a month of nothingness?

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! –

November!

I personally find November to be one of the least enjoyable month’s of the year. Perhaps, this is due to the month seemingly possessing an inherent number of dull nondescript days (albeit in one’s mind) but also, the decreasing day length doesn’t make things much easier, either! Nevertheless, nature doesn’t always adhere to the seasonal program and thereby, each November can still possess a pleasant surprise.

Here’s to the rest of this November.

Cheers

Tony Powell