November

November Guest-Robert Frost

My Sorrow, when she's here with me,

Thinks these dark days of autumn rain

Are beautiful as days can be;

She loves the bare, the withered tree;

She walks the sodden pasture lane.

Her pleasure will not let me stay.

She talks and I am fain to list:

She's glad the birds are gone away,

She's glad her simple worsted grady

Is silver now with clinging mist.

The desolate, deserted trees,

The faded earth, the heavy sky,

The beauties she so ryly sees,

She thinks I have no eye for these,

And vexes me for reason why.

Not yesterday I learned to know

The love of bare November days

Before the coming of the snow,

But it were vain to tell he so,

And they are better for her praise.

Well Friends. Halloween is Over and that means October is too. Halloween was fun. I got to see my sister's kids all dressed up in their costumes. Jake was a ringwraith, Liv and Isabel were skeletons, and miss India was a "nice" tiger. Supposedly Tristan was dressing up as Batman, Jack was Ironman, and Scarlett was a piggy. I went to my friends house and made dinner and watched a scary movie (The Others). P.S. That movie is so fun to watch with people who haven't seen it before. I still enjoyed it even though my friend blurted out the end half way through, trying to be funny.

But, its November now, and you know what that means. Thanksgiving is around the corner. You all will be putting up Christmas Trees in a couple of weeks. Bring on the Holidays.