Ghosts of November

[lizziebelle]

Most people think of October as the ghostly month, what with Halloween and all, but November seems much more haunted to me. Trees are bare now, or mostly so, and the sun sits lower in the sky, setting earlier, and is more likely to be enshrouded by clouds. This is the grey month, when the Earth goes to sleep and thoughts turn inward.

I went out for a walk today, despite the rain. It was only misting at that point, so a hat was sufficient for keeping the rain out of my eyes. The sidewalks were littered with yellow leaves, and I had to navigate around puddles, so my eyes were cast downward for much of my walk. I went downtown, and out E. Main as far as the sidewalk went, then crossed the street and headed back; about two miles round trip. The streetlights were already coming on as I neared home, and thankfully the heavy rain didn't return. I was only slightly damp, easily fixed by a change of clothing and some hot herbal tea.

Here is how November looks in my mind, taken a couple of years ago, on Thanksgiving I think:



Misty, grey, and bare. A very melancholy month.

Comments

[pkmorrison.livejournal.com]

Just beautiful. Both words and image.

[lizziebelle.livejournal.com]

Aww, thank you! From you, that is quite the compliment.

[ami-1.livejournal.com]

me too

[pjthompson]

Beautiful, moody shot there.

[eldritchhobbit.livejournal.com]

Absolutely breathtaking. That's as gorgeous as it gets.

[wordweaverlynn.livejournal.com]

I love the photo. Also the month. There's a special quality that it shares with March.

[lizziebelle.livejournal.com]

I was thinking much the same thing.

[buymeaclue.livejournal.com]

I agree utterly about November, and this is a gorgeous post (and sounds like a magical walk).

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Beautiful photo. The bones of trees--so lovely.

[dreda.livejournal.com]

This season always makes me want to quote T.S. Eliot:

"Webster* was much possessed by death / And saw the skull beneath the skin."

John Webster, a wonderful, macabre, Jacobean playwright.

[lizziebelle.livejournal.com]

Yes, the skull beneath the skin. A very good analogy. :)

[singingnettle.livejournal.com]

Lovely.