November Gets a Bad Rap

November is right around the corner.  After the vivid colors of October, November and “stick season” can seem like a disappointment.  For many, it’s a time that is synonymous with depression and gloom.  In Moby Dick, Ishmael indicates that going a-whaling is his antidote for “a damp, drizzly November in my soul.”

That might be the perspective of a city dweller like Ishmael.  But, in the countryside, November can be a balm for the soul.  It reminds one  that, amid its striving and tumult, Nature also makes a place for reflection and quiet. (Click on the image to enlarge.)

Maybe it’s time to put down that tablet and take a stroll through the fallen leaves.