It was a beautiful, golden fall weekend, but it looks like the switch is going to be flipped next weekend, so we spent it making hay while the sun shines (a favorite quote from Pa Ingalls). I am one of the weirdos who never minds the end of daylight savings time. The darkness doesn’t bother me, at least not to start, although I’m usually equally pleased when the earth tips again and the days get longer. Seasons are seasons and I love the change, the constant ebb and flow. But the long bright days of summer can be exhausting in their own way, and in November, I am usually happy to begin to curl back in on myself, to slow down and prepare for the coming winter.

We bought firewood, stacked it inside and outside, brought in patio cushions, filled birdfeeders and took down the garden and the porch and patio containers.

We turned the clocks back, made Thanksgiving entertaining plans, added lots of hygge candles and light strings inside to beat back the darkness, and drank lots of hot tea and October beer.

We cleaned out the freezer so we can stockpile a bit of meat and we ran miles to prep for our Thanksgiving morning 10k Turkey Trot in downtown Detroit.

I did some reading and knitting and napping and Brandon made a Sunday roast and watched football.

If all goes well, I’ll be getting my Covid booster this afternoon, and hopefully having a quiet week in the home office. I hope wherever you are your days are full of light (even if it’s light you have to create yourself) as we enter November. xo