|The neighbors' lovely woodland garden at rest for the winter.|
|This is what we call a sunny November day here in Vermont.|
|This is what remains of the gorgeous autumn color.|
The mountain is both cloud and snow covered.
Perhaps when ours was a more agrarian society, it was easier to sense the rhythms of Nature and embrace this time of year as the time of much needed rest for both body and soul. That is the way of Nature, after all, that all living things need a period of rest and renewal. So I am not going to curse the darkness. I am going to light a small candle for my intentions. leaf through a spiritual seed catalog, and keep watch for the richness and meaning in this life.