Today is the perfect and typical November day. Grey, misty, the cold has a bit of a bite to it, and the rain is falling steadily. Before the rain was too heavy I got my three youngest out for a walk with some support from my sister and another girl who is coming a couple times a week to help with my eight year old son. We went to a trail beside the river.
The river looked grumpy today. It was rushing by like it didn't have a second to spare and the water was green and dark. I tried to keep my children well away from the edge. The river looked mean to. The trees around it though still have leaves left and they looked sweet and fragile ~ the next big wind will sweep off the last of their garments and they will be left naked and shivering. The pathway was lined in yellow, crimson, brown speckled and green leaves and the arches of the trees over head made me wish I could paint. I can't though.
Yesterday my sister was reading poems aloud from my grandma's poetry book. They are incredible. I am going to put one here today. It describes the day well, perfectly!
November Rain
by June Green
Green hills were wrapped in misty clouds,
The rain came teeming down
Where wet and soggy autumn leaves
Lay scattered on the ground
Road gutters ran with water
And depression in the grass
Formed many little fairy ponds
Where raindrops made a splash.
The trail beside the river
Showed that water on the rise,
Engulfing grass and brambles
That grew on either side.
The wind tugged my umbrella
Like a colored air balloon
As I hurried home to shelter
In the grey November gloom.
I hope you were able to enjoy something lovely in your day no matter how dark the weather. xo
This is so lovely and very fitting following on from your lovely family outing 🥰
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