Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

First November Blog.

OK, so the picture is not Nocember, or even in England, but is my latest pastel painting.

In my neck of the ‘ proverbial’ woods, November, and autumn, has come in with a vengeance. Fog greeted us here this morning. Not a pea-souper, I grant you, but fairly thick. This often happens after Bonfire Night ( 5th November, gunpowder, treason and plot), and I also grant you that, it being Hallowern last night and a few fireworks were going off, though not many, and we almost always get some fog the morning after fireworks have been ignighted, there were not that many fireworks to warrant this amount of fog. Ergo, it must just be a natural occurance!

The Year in Seasons.

Cold January, fur boots,
Warm coats and snuggly mittens.
Little children, toasty in anoracks,,
Wellingtons on, to step in icy puddles.
Laughing, scampering,
Happy to be…