Four-thirty. That's when night falls like a crow's wing across the sky. This is the season of short days and long, long nights. You have to be quick to get in a walk in the woods while the sun still shines.
I need more sunlight than this, and that's a fact. I am vitamin D deficient. The reduced amount of sunlight makes me want to hibernate with books and knitting wool. I talk less. My thoughts run deep as a well. I have to make myself smile and walk and do all of the things that I should--all of the things that are good for me and good for my family. It isn't easy.
However, I do not dislike this time of year. These dark days are the waiting days. Soon it will be Advent which means "arrival", the time when we make ready for the Light to come back into the world.
The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned. Isaiah 9:2
A few posts that have drawn me into the spirit of November:
:: Preparing for Advent :: Two at One Deep Drawer
:: Stepping Back Into Life at The Deliberate Life
:: Lantern Walk at Young In The Mountains
:: Gift Guide at The Yellow Ladybird (features John Updike's poem for November from A Child's Calendar, one of my favorite books)
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