November is …
…leaves turning orange and red.
….needing a comforter on the bed.
…darker evenings, more indoor time, more indoor play — a time of year when there are even more toys all over the floor than usual, but somehow, it’s cozy.
…planting bulbs in hopes of a colorful spring. Â (There’s always such suspense around bulbs, isn’t there? Â Will they bloom, or won’t they?)
…praying for and remembering the dead, in keeping with Catholic tradition. Â I like listening to this setting of the Litany of the Saints all year, but especially this month:
…finally having a fire in the fireplace.
…pulling out some of our favorite Thanksgiving books and reading them with the kids. Â Something about Cranberry Thanksgiving and Thanksgiving Is Here! Â always makes me feel happy.
…Pumpkin everything.  Somehow, it seems premature to eat it until November.
…Warm, comforting drinks, like this chai I made the other day. Â My friend Hemali gave me a jar of mixed chai spices to use – peppery, sweet, Â and wonderful.
What does November mean to you?
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