The days grow short when you reach November…and even shorter now that we have kicked daylight savings to the curb. I’ve never been a fan of short days and long nights, but then I am not in charge of time…or seasons…or really much of anything else when you get right down to it.
Today on this splendid Sunday morning down the street from our home in Casa de Canterbury where Canterbury Rd. intersects with Devonshire Rd. the colorful autumn leaves begin to appear and will soon overtake the green leaves of summer. November officially signals summer in the South is at an end and also means my personal race with time passages is now closer to 71 than it is to 70.
Halloween is behind us. We will now travel at warp speed through the Thanksgiving holidays this month, propelling ourselves to the frantic retail madness that is the Christmas season, racing through the last football games toward the Bowl Games and Super Bowl – and congratulating ourselves for making it to another New Year in 2017 with the celebrations in Times Square in New York City and around the globe. OMG. I’m already exhausted.
And before all that, we’ll elect a new POTUS.
I think I’ll have a cinnamon roll on that thought.
Anything to keep my mind off the elections on Tuesday.
Yummy, yummy, yummy.