with the last red berries

Thursday, November 13, 2014

fleur

November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.
- Clyde Watson

Yesterday, for the first time this autumn, I was muttering and grumping under my breath as I was leaving my house. The cold came unexpectedly. I should have brought my gloves with me…

During the cold months we easily get lost in the darkness around us.
It is still dark when we leave our home in the mornings and it is dark when we return.
Christmas ads are already playing on the television but secretly we are thinking “bah humbug”.
Instead of choosing the seasonally bright orange tangerines, we indulge in (Christmas) chocolate.

But it doesn’t have to be this way.

Thanksgiving is around the corner. What better way to brighten up this gloomy month than by surrounding yourself with bright orange hues, candle lights and your loved ones around a cozy table!

I believe the floral arrangement in the picture above would look lovely on any Thanksgiving table. Don’t you think?

Love,
Sara

2 comments:

Merci beaucoup!

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