“It was November, the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind – songs in the pines.” ~ Anne of Green Gables

[Originally published in the Sun by the Sea newspaper….www.sunbythesea.com]

November lives gratefully. Loves brisk beach walks. Holds loved ones near. Remembers childhood. Window shops. Realizes what matters most. Witnesses the days getting shorter. Knits warm blankets. Goes to sleep early. Wakes up to watch the sunrise. Grabs a handful of cool sand. Walks on a much quieter boardwalk. Listens to the ocean. Assembles the family photo album. Welcomes December…