secret and silent

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november

is the pearl-grey month.

the changeling between

warm crimson October

ad cold white December.

the month

when the leaves fall in slow 

drifting whirls

and the shapes of the trees

are revealed 

when the earth 

imperceptibly wakes

and stretches her bare limbs 

and displays

her stubborn unconquerable strength

before she settles uneasily 

into winter.

NOVEMBER

is secret and silent 

Alison Uttley

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I always assumed I love 

N O V E M B E R 

so much because I was born

in november .

The month of my birthday .

I LOVE birthdays .

the season of rain and being indoors

and tea and lots of books .

I was a reading girl 

and my birthday always brougth me

new books 

I LOVE books .

I love the way they "feel"

the smell of the paper 

the structure of the paper 

the lay-out

all of it 

and

above all

the magic

of disappearing

in the story

the not wanting to stop reading ......

as a child I was allowed to read one chapter

before sleep !

and than the ligth had to go out !

In school we were allowed

to take one book a week ..

Loved that too 

to be able to choose 

for myself 

for free....

At a schoolreunion a few years ago

I heard for the first time

most kids from my class

were NOT allowed to read at home.

they had to help and work .

Reading was waste of time .

that was in the fifties

 one of the advantages

of growing older is

to understand my life

more and more .

By being a grandmother

it's like I got an overview

of how wonderful life is .

a new birthday

I love it 

sweet november to all of you 

*** impermanence ***

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I love this time of the year .
October is my  favorite month.
temperature is fresher
the air is damper
the smell is different
and
the october-sun making it all
pleasant to be outside and 
also showing the beauty of the 
fall-colors .

ADMIRE
I love to admire all fall's beauty .
of course Spring and Summer are
wonderful seasons too but
to me AUTUMN crown's them all.

the beautiful spiderwebs

in the early mornings

the old deciduous decayed 

I find touching beautiful .

spring and summer can be 

just a bit TOO much for me .

too powerfull 

I can have that with people too.....

too powerful , too present ..........

I love it when attention is a bit

different , when there can be connection 

to the inside , the innerworld .

and yet I have called this phase of my life 

( turning 65 november 2 )

THE SPRING OF MY LIFE 

I know it is called the autumn of life .

but it is because I am getting access to 

a powerful feeling inside me to 

be - become ME-MYSELF 

after being a mother and a teacher 

for a long time .

I feel like a beautiful chestnut who

has been growing and growing and collected

all nature has given him-her

through the seasons and the years 

and has all in himself what's needed to grow 

on his own.

Oh help 

it's hard to find the words in another language.

I hope you can understand a little bit

what I mean to say .

and 

as a crown on my life

I went to the forest

yesterday

with my granddaugther , she is 4

being here

this time of the year

with her

seeing fall through her eyes 

collecting all the chestnuts , 

acorns , beechnuts , hazelnuts and pinecorns.

was amazing 

feeling the new ME .

being able to drive my car 

to walk overthere 

with my two new hips and

never even thinking about that anymore......

I felt SO lucky and grateful and thankful .

my heart was dancing of pure joy .

and 

my son lent me his laptop

so I can blog again 

happy october you all .

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