12 November 2007
The Perfect November Day
The rain striking the window, the last of the leaves being washed out of the trees, gray and drear, a candle burning and the sound of Christmas music (I listen to it year around, I'm afraid). No one home but me and Lucy (and she sound asleep, curled up on the couch). This is November as it should be.
Posted by William Weedon at 1:53 PM