- Emily Dickinson
There is an interesting statement. Emily Dickenson lived in a time when the world was a bit colder than it is now, but I like her choice. Would I have chosen Norway to represent November, I had to think about that, but no matter. I wasn't sure, at least that is what I thought when I first read this. Then I thought I should make my own list, so here goes.
Let us begin with January, which is very cold, with occasional thaws that turn rills to torrents. Iceland, yes January is Iceland.
February with it's 28 or 29 days always feels like the longest month of the year, so I think it would be best represented by Siberia.
April, which makes a speedy transitions from the last remnants od winter into the first greening of summer almost as fast as descending the Alps, is you guessed it Switzerland.
May, is England, full of blooming flowers, ancient poetryand , and with a pleasant thought damp climate.
July is the United States, in a hurry, always in a lather, rushing. Full of diversity, thunder and lightening.
August, swelters and sparkles under a strong clear sun. It is Australia. Vast open skies, powerful thunderstorms, wanting to dip into the ocean, or a lake
September, warm weather golden sunlight, fruits and vegetables abound, September is Italy
November is the first of winters chill, with occasional breaks, cold and grey some days, sunny and crisp other, yes November is Norway.
December is Germany, glowing windows and gentle snowfalls, Christkindle markets, nights filled with stars.