Novembers, deep in thought full moon

Here on this first full moon of the new agrarian year, the moon fills the sky with a soft glowing light, like a distant city or a distant campfire, and the air is filled with snowflakes and dryed leaves.  The wprld out side of my little house is going dormant, and the world inside is turning inward.  Pondering and planning, daydreaming, and hoping.   A time to reflect and especially to reflect on what one is graceful for.

the Snow moon , antler moon. rutting moon, hinters moon, dry leaves moon, frost moon,beaver moon, frost moon, first snows moon, trading moon, bare trees moon, mourning moon, angry moon
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I dream of the ocean, a haiku

~~ Tess McNair

Waves thunder on shore
looking  to the  horizon,
they return gently.

Silent Saturday, of November randoms