November 11, 2020
Here we were, not even at the midpoint of November and the outdoor landscape suggested we were closer to January. Maybe Mother Nature was just trying to cover up the year that was 2020.
All Signs Point to Winter ©
Blinding sun with little heat,
sparkling snow on our street,
long dark shadows, really neat,
freezing hands and icy feet,
chirping birds, cold berries eat,
clear frosty air, what a treat,
dressed in parkas, when we meet.
All signs point to winter. Sweet!