As much as I love the season of perpetual cosiness,the crisp sun filled mornings,falling leaves,the warm cinnamon scented nights,I feel slightly annoyed.
Yes dear reader I am cross.
The reason being,I feel beautiful November in her swishing ochre gown,is being ignored,Oh yes indeedy.Here we are on the first day of November and we are being hurtled,like it or not,into the festive season! The Christmas lights are being installed on our local High street,for many weeks now our supermarkets have had an assigned ‘Christmas isle’!!! Kill me now! I surely cant be alone in thinking the festivities start earlier each year? I refuse to be drawn into this madness,by the time Christmas actually arrives we will be sick of the sight of it!
And what of our beloved November?
For me,this should be a transitional period,Summer has gently slipped away and we are easing into cooler days and darker nights,The flimsy dresses and sparkly sandals packed away,replaced by cosy wraps and sturdy boots,perfect for swishing through piles of leaves.Comfort food…..casseroles,soups,roasted root vegetables,steamed puddings and custard! Afternoon baths scented with rosemary and geranium,followed by steaming hot tea and shortbread.Murder mysteries on my kindle,early nights and earlier mornings.Living.One day at a time.