End of November

I sat outside in the sun with the birds for about an hour this afternoon. I bundled up with my book and blanket.
It was chilly but the sun felt warm.

I would like to be outside as much as possible this winter.

I want to spend as much time with the birds as I am able.

The north wind was a moderate breeze today keeping the wind spinner turning and the wind harp playing. The waxing crescent moon advanced across the sky. Venus is once again our evening star and Jupiter rises at sunset.

I did up the window boxes with pine boughs and suet cakes.

I brought in three of the yellow mums that were growing in the window boxes. They are still blooming!

The Geraniums I brought in the first of October are in full bloom.

The white Butterfly bushes are blooming.

My Halloween Pansies are still blooming.
 I have them on the fireplace hearth.

The forced white Tulips are leafing out. The mint and rosemary are growing just fine on the window sills.

My indoor gardens are looking splendid.

Tuesday is our new baking day.
We are learning to bake glutton free.
I simply substituted the wheat free flour mix for the wheat flour.
We will see how they taste.

I have a few Christmas Trees in the kitchen.
Behind the sink is my terra-cotta tree.
It sets the kitchen theme.

I also have a snowman tree.
Snowmen show up all over my house as do Gingerbread Men
I am saying goodbye to November.

I am ready for December.
I am ready for cookies and milk.
I smell the cinnamon rolls.
I think they will be very tasty.

I think December will be lots of delicious fun!

Happy Thanksgiving

We were blessed with another Indian Summer day.

I sat outside with the birds.

The pair of Yellow Shafted Flickers have returned to the suet.

Two Cabbage Whites emerged in the house this morning.
I released them when the temperature reached 55 degrees.

Today we welcome Sagittarius.
Happy Birthday to those born under this sun sign.

I said a prayer today.

I read a story

and listened to music.
 We baked a pie and made ants on a log.
We drank eggnog after a dinner of mashed potatoes and peas.

We packed our picnic basket.
We are taking our pumpkin pie and ants on the log with us.
We are leaving in the morning to see Swans.
Our cameras are packed.

May you and yours have a very blessed Thanksgiving.
I am off to see Trumpeter Swans.
Oh joy.

The last Rose of Summer

It has been a glorious Indian Summer.

I have gathered seed; the flowers beds are mulched.
I cut the last Rose of Summer.

We are ready.
A cold front is on its way.
A hard freeze will end our growing season.

I have many inside projects.

I have many books to read.
I have many dreams to dream.

Rainy Day

It has been a misty day.

Yesterday we received two inches of rain.

We picked some kale for our soup.

The squash blossoms look tasty.

I shall pick them before frost.

November decorations are up.

We walked to vote this afternoon.
The mist was almost refreshing.

I love these illustrations.

Wenonah is beautiful.
Her outfit is amazing and her prairie gorgeous.
But the west-wind, Mudjekeewis, is false and faithless!

Minnehaha also is beautiful.
I love her shoes.

 I once again recite this epic song.

The Song of Hiawatha
 is best read aloud.
"By the shores of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big Sea Water,
Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,
Daughter of the moon, Nokomis."

I have collected all sorts of
American Indian things that relate to me.

I have stacks of books to keep me
entertained on cold, wet November days.
I have my moccasins and blanket.
I have my tea.

Day of the Dead

I have been learning about Day of the Dead.

I enjoy learning about other cultures.

We had a delightful Halloween.

Twenty-six trick-or-treaters rang our bell.

We started packing up October's decorations this morning.

It will take a couple of days.

I took a break at mid-day to watch the last of the butterflies.

The wind is to shift tonight.

It is to be cold and rainy tomorrow.

We need the rain.

It is the time of year when we often have hard freezes.

November can be very cold.

Once my November decorations are set out
 I want to curl up with a good book.

November is my Indian Princess and Cowgirl month.

November is all about Mother Earth and Father Sky.

In November we walk the Good Red Road.

Happy Day of the Dead.

Happy November.