Let’s raise a glass

Here we are again, my old friend November. You're a formidable foe, but you're on the way out for another year and I'm still writing. So, here's to you, November, and your relentlessly grey skies, your bare branches, your frozen water bucket mornings, your summerish deceptions, your early dusks, your inevitable lurch towards winter. I… Continue reading Let’s raise a glass