“Since golden October declined into sombre November
And the apples were gathered and stored,
and the land became brown sharp points of death in a waste of water and mud.”
November 1, 2008: Today is the start of the natural, annual cycle; this is representative of how I think of November.
November 2, 2008: Portrait of Titan
November 5, 2008: Ivy, brick, and trellis
November 6, 2008: Michigan Avenue and the Michigan state capitol building.
November 7, 2008: This image of the crucifix at the Shrine of the Little Flower Catholic Church would have been spectacular had I followed my instincts and brought my camera with me in the first place. Instead, by the time we returned home to get it, the brief but fantastic yellow glow of sunset that had poked through the rain clouds was gone.
November 8, 2008: I was waiting for the sun to poke through the incoming clouds to take a birdbath shot when I turned and spotted this little stinker watching me.
November 10, 2008: We awoke to the first snow of the season and the view out the big front window was actually quite pretty.
November 12, 2008: Fading into soon-to-be dreams of spring.
November 13, 2008: Today is so busy I want to scream, but this little tidbit and the sky reflected in the birdbath by the late afternoon light was enough to bring a moment of calm.