November is not a favorite month of mine. Specifically Thanksgiving.
It’s cold, the days are shorter, and the pressure to be thankful on one day is mind daunting. What about the folks who have cultivated an attitude of gratitude the other 364 days of the year? What about those with family states away? And those who are trying to eat healthier coming face-to-face with temptation (mashed potatoes and stuffing)? Bohumbug!
As you can see, November and me, we are not BFF’s by a long shot.
It’s fair to say I wasn’t intending on joyfully greeting Turkey Day…
until, that is, for some reason, it joyfully greeted me…
It began like any other South Dakota day. A cool morning of baking bread while wearing a cardigan turning into 75 degrees and a white tank top…
wait, now that’s not seasonable, not a darn one of it.
Enjoying a meal with family and not going back for seconds or desserts…
not what I would consider a seasonable decision on my part.
Swatting flies (unseasonable!) away as we hopped into the pickup, driving over yonder to watch deer in rut and search for those beautiful big horns.
Walking up and down hills through thick prairie grass without one complaint from a green-eyed lady… quite unseasonable indeed!
After tight-roping the large clay hill, we sat for hours not speaking, not thinking.
This, perhaps, is the most unseasonable of them all. Mind cleared of thoughts… only watching a buck follow a doe around, back and forth, back and forth.
Only sitting and watching as a coyote grazed, soon spooking a different buck and doe out of their bedded area.
Taking a few moments of contemplation as to whether he was the one we came for…
After passing him up, it began to turn dark, the weather chillier as November plans to return to normal climates from today on.
Yes, it was an unseasonable day on an unseasonable holiday during an unseasonable November month. A day with little expectation but simple blessings to remind me a even a dark time of the year can have its bright moments.
November, you surprised me.
I promise I won’t forget it.