November

It’s the time of year when sunny days become scarce, the trees are stripped of what leaves they had left, and a dusting of frost can be seen on the grass as I walk to class.

November.  Technically it is the final month of Fall, but in Minnesota, it marks the beginning of the slow decline into never-ending Winter.  We begin pulling out our heavier coats, along with our hats, gloves, and warm scarves.  It’s a dismal month, cold and dreary.  We sit indoors longing for sunny September, dreading the imminent arrival of snow.

It’s not all bad, though.  My birthday is in a week or so, which is something to look forward to.  And around now, my normally adventure-seeking soul stills and weekends spent doing nothing in the apartment are a blessing rather than a curse.

These days are for staying in my room all day watching out the window from my desk as the wind turbines spin.

They’re for sipping a cup of hot tea and plunging into a new book.

They’re for messy hair and curling up in old grandpa sweaters.

And these days are for listening to songs like this one:

2 thoughts on “November

  1. Holly Gruntner November 3, 2014 / 12:11 am

    You do have a superior collection of grandpa sweaters, if I remember correctly. The very best fall attire!

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