"November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.
With night coming early,
And dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate.
The fires burn
And the kettles sing,
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring."
~
Elizabeth Coatsworth
6 comments:
Beautiful post card.
Happy Sunday.
Much♡love
Good mornin my friens,
a wonderful quote. And I like strawberries - but in season, and not in winter. ;-)
But it's amazing, like every time!
Have a nice 1st Advent with mutch candle lights (a good cup of tea? and (selfmade?) cookies)
Warm greetings
Lovely.
this is lovely and the poem is so perfect. xo
So delightful!!
I can just about taste those berries - the last of the season. Lovely response to the challenge, and I love the poem!
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