The gorgeous leaves of scarlet and orange and gold are falling to the ground. Birds are migrating. The rains have begun and the overnight temperatures have sometimes dropped below 40 degrees. The election will soon be over and the yard signs, texts, emails, and robocalls will leave us in peace. It must be November.
At the end of the month, we will be counting our blessings and giving thanks.
We are truly blessed to live where we do. We are not in a war zone. We are not experiencing famine. Compared to most other places, our weather is mild.
Here’s wishing you and yours a blessed Thanksgiving.
