November comes to visit
We go to the house on the hill to admire the work of the floor installers as they lay 'Whiskey' laminate throughout the house, - completed pictures to follow. Soon.......
It has been a dull day. November tires of lurking in the hills and comes to visit the valley folk, bringing with him a dusting of snow in the early morning and dire portents of miserable days to follow. There is no sun to catch the shadows in the hills or to highlight the rolling meadows of fall grasses.
Frost lends a more subtle air to the garden that last week glowed gloriously in the sun.
Remnants of the morning snow embroider the sedum
and the last roses, a little tattered, a little torn, but still icily delicate
plump rose hips mark a memorial to their June sisters
The climber at the garden gate is surrounded with the rich shades of autumn
and along the way the small furled leaves of the burning bush turn wine and rose and crimson
By the time we leave to come down the hill into town, and home, November has relented, and sent a few fluffy clouds and small patches of blue sky to ease us gently into this melancholy month.
Tomorrow we will shine shoes and medals, press jackets and knife sharp trousers, in preparation for Remembrance Day on Friday.