“Gratitude is a currency that we can mint ourselves, and spend without fear of bankruptcy.” Fred De Witt Van Amburgh
November, quite suddenly, seems to have realized that she is November. Much colder temperatures have resulted, as well as some sleet and even a few snow flurries. Mornings dawn frosty crisp and hillsides are grays and greens, with the exception of an occasional flamboyant poplar tree, and the shiny bronze of ash and oak. Mallards cruise the lake, chatting and laughing. Father Loon and one chick have not been seen this week, so we believe they have made the flight to the ocean for the winter. Mother Loon is still with us and one chick is here as well. How that chick has changed this summer! And how Mother Loon has changed as well! We are beginning to see more bird activity at the feeders as temperatures drop. Mother and Father Cardinal have been about and we are looking forward to having them spend the winter with us. The month of giving thanks continues. Treasure chests overflow with gratitude and we spend it freely, showing appreciation and returning kindness whenever possible.
Sending all the best, Kittie
(Photographs by Kittie Wilson)