As usual on the first day of the month, I am posting the new calendar photo.
The
pumpkins sleep, the moon slips low,
A
hush drapes trees in amber glow.
The
air is crisp, the shadows thin—
November’s first breath drifts gently in.
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14 comments:
Beautiful calendar, Ginny. I also like the poem.
awesome your article worldreview1989
Another pretty one. This calendar has so many pretty pages.
You know I always enjoy these. I was in Hobby Lobby the other day and saw a rack of beautiful Calendars...I thought about you.
Happy New Month!
Happy November! I really like the poem today.
Such a gorgeous calendar and inspirational words, Ginny. Yes, we welcome November!
Love the beauty and sentiment of this calendar for November.
Enjoy your day.
Sue
Love your calendar Ginny, November is one of my most favorite months ever.
Another beautiful calendar page, and that poem is perfect. 😊❤️
What a pretty calendar page for November!
Your words capture November’s quiet arrival with such delicate, luminous imagery
Lovely picture and words for November.
This is cheerful and beautiful Ginny, thank you for brightening my day :)
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