beautiful november

November was, weird as it may seem, beautiful, in hindsight and while it happened. It ended in a few mornings covered in silver glitter and I was outside a lot, walking in the mornings and afternoons, trying to get as much daylight as I could. Here's what I saw:

I cherish my ability to appreciate beauty. I find I store it well, too; and I know that there will be crisp beautiful days like these again soon, even though we need to get through some clouds first.

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