"Time is a brisk wind, for each hour it brings something new... but who can understand and measure its sharp breath, its mystery and its design?"
November has certainly flown by, as if upon a brisk wind. That wind has torn the leaves from the trees and left a different landscape. The skeletal trees and deflated fields, with their tall grasses laying prostrate upon the earth or cut to a rough stubble, are a part of the "mystery and design" of this quiet season.
If you have time this week for a Sunday Stroll, time to walk slowly while time rushes briskly by, please about about it on your blog and then come back here with a comment and a link to your post. You may use the Sunday Stroll button at the top of this post on your post or sidebar if you would like. I will add participant names to this post so that other strollers may walk through your garden too. I'll check back as often as my day allows and try to keep the list updated. Enjoy the day!
Look who is strolling today:
Heather at Heather's Homemaking
Margaret at Periodic Pearls
Me at the Quiet Country House