Once again, Mrs. Smrvl has hit the nail on the head in her latest blog post. This is exactly how I feel today:
i never agreed with Mr. Hood’s poem. he got it all wrong. November and December are quite the coziest months, whether you have fruits or flowers. Thanksgiving? hello?
today i’m wishing we had a fireplace. a little fireplace to make this gray and orange November Sunday just that much more lovely. so would pancakes with syrup. but we’ll take what we can get. i have a stack of old magazines (thanks Lauren Lo), David’s got a sketchbook, and there are yarn & knitting needles, a dash of flannel, and our Novembery DC view to enjoy. we’re not feeling compelled to go anywhere but church later today, and it’s a good way to be.
happy Sunday to everyone.