How would you describe November? If you asked me that question 10 years ago, I would have told you that November in Vermont was dark, dreadful and depressing. Right now we’re in the middle of “Stick Season” in Vermont, when the leaves are mostly gone and the snow has yet to arrive.
I used to loathe this time of year, but now I love it.
Yes, the days are short and the weather turns cold in November. But there’s something really beautiful about the stark landscape and contrast of colors that I never appreciated before. Now I embrace the fallen leaves, chilly air and bare trees.
My relatively new affection for November might also have to do with the wonderful, life-changing events that have happened to us during this particular month. Dave and I moved to Vermont in November 2006, and we learned in November 2010 that we were going to have a baby.