november

It sounds like an oxymoron, but I am starting to warm up to Novembers in Canada.
It really is a contradictory, yet stunningly beautiful show. The red and gold leaves fluttering in the brisk cold breeze and carpeting the ground, and bright orange pumpkins nested on each and every door step. The skies leak frequently, and yet the ground offers a crunching sound as dried leaves are crushed under foot.
While we have had some serious weather already, and flooding in the Fraser Valley, we have also enjoyed some bright blue sky - like we are today - granted, the clarity tends to make the whole place crisper, but it sure does the soul a whole lot of good to see such a glorious blue expression that is the clear sky - the colour of the throat- as opposed to clouded grey - the colour of cold steel.
I know it can all turn ugly very quickly, but change and variety is good. And I will take any amount of sparse sunlight while I can and cherish the slender embers of warmth the season provides before winter is upon us. November in the south west corner of BC feel ALMOST like Adelaide in the dead of winter....just a couple of degrees cooler and a few inches of rain wetter.....ok comparisons are futile...I am kidding myself, they are nothing alike (sigh).