My birthday is in mid-November. If I lived in Argentina or New Zealand, I could celebrate my birthday in the spring. But I live (at least for now) in New England. In this corner of the world, November bears witness to bare branches and lots of raking, shriveled flower blossoms and brown stalks (cruel reminders of last summer’s glories), and cold winds that blow through like unexpected (and unwanted) house guests.

But not this year. My birthday brought a brief respite from usual November behavior. The temperature climbed into the mid-60s and a bright sun pointed out delightful colors and textures as I wandered outside to play with my new camera (a generous birthday gift from my compañerogracias P!) Here’s what I saw:


About HomenDunRoamin

Teaching Artist & Writer: fiction, poetry & nonfiction. Recently completed work: a hybrid memoir. In progress: a novel set in an unnamed Latin American country on the brink of war. The book examines violent and nonviolent resistance and the choices women are forced to make to survive.
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1 Response to November

  1. friedmin says:

    Love the cabbage plant! Seasons collide… I suspect that my November birthday will not see such conflicting seasonal weather! Boo hoo…

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