Featuring colorist Ronda Francis
This has been a glorious November.
For the first time in many years it feels like we are having a fall. The leaves stayed green and on the trees for a bit longer than usual, and we were able to hold on to summer for a while.
But the wind came through the other night, and I thought I heard some freezing rain.
My yearly winter denial has once again been crushed, and Christmas is right around the corner.
I love the holidays, but there is still that tiny part of me that will be crossing my fingers for an early spring and looking forward to that first warm ray of sunshine.
Stay bundled up and cozy.
xo
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I realize that the first day of fall in North America is in September, yet for me the summer does not officially end until today, November 1.
It is the same every year. Until then there is a feeling in the air; summer is hanging on for dear life and does not want to let go. The sun wants to keep warming us, the leaves hang onto their small places on the trees.
Until today.
Something chilly takes over. The sun rests.
I know this isn't actually true, yet there is something in me that believes our ancestors thought this too.
Maybe they lived by instinct a bit more than we do, or maybe it just had something to do with the end of harvest season, but now it feels like winter is around the corner, and we should take a bit more care to be home, snuggled up with our loved ones under a big puffy blanket drinking something warm.
So welcome November--welcome fall.
xo
(November also kicks of NaNoWriMo and PiBoIdMo for fellow picture book writers--check out Tara Lazar's explanation and sign up HERE. Yes! We kids book writers can have fun with this too!)
See you there!
