NOVEMBER'S ARRIVAL

My bedroom shimmered with a rosy glow on this first morning of November. Pulling aside the sheer curtain I was greeted with the glorious brilliance of the Japanese Maple undressing shamelessly in front the yellow Maples already stripped of their beauty.

The hanging basket of snapdragons, a gift at Mothers Day almost seems to mock the garden flowers already tossed away. In summer it suffered in the heat, and now in the chill of November it continues to bloom in abundance.

A Magpie may be pondering a nesting place for next spring but will not be welcomed under my window! Suddenly the tree was all aflutter with a flock of finches chasing each other from branch to branch, sending small showers of leaves to the red carpet below.

The Begonias were decorated with leaves raining down on them as rabbit stood stoically as always through every season.

These few moments of brilliant beauty made my heart glad and in merely the passing of one day, November blew in with gusts of wind and rain leaving the tree bare save for  the helicopter seed pods twirling through the air.

Note To self: 

 Never underestimate moments of simple beauty. 

Stand still and savour all they have to offer 

as they may not be there tomorrow.