…no fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds…November. But Mr Thomas Hood, dear poet, may I also remind you that whilst lacking in very many areas, November does boast quite a lot to be happy about: Fireworks, toffee apples, golden leaves, crisp mornings, the first frost, knitted scarves, hot soup and many other joys thatContinue reading “No Shade, No Shine, No Butterflies, No Bees…”