Well October. We had a good run.
It was easy to be lulled into thinking the brilliant string of days would stick around. Especially after the Summer that wasn't.
But it would seem that November has a different idea on how things are going to be.
The water in our crawlspace is just the first clue.
However. I have things to keep me busy inside too. And, in truth, I am so ready to shift from soil and seed to wool as my medium.
"Grey is November, except by the bright fire with a story, a cushion for the cat. The dark shut outside and the light in the flames where mysteries lie and we dream." (An excerpt from Around the Year by Elsa Beskow).