Geesh, how can it be that we are already beginning the eleventh month of twenty-seventeen?
Even though I feel the year is going by to quickly for my liking, I do have to say that I love me some crisp November days, whether it's dry or raining.
It's officially the nesting time of year, as far as I am concerned. Baking, candlelight, and roaring fires in the fireplace, coupled with the shorter days, make this the time of year I long to be home more than anywhere else on earth. (And this weekend we get to enjoy an extra hour thanks to daylight savings!)
Sweet November, I'm glad you're here.
