[Great Meadows Refuge, Concord MA; 11/4/12]
November asserts its personal brand, making a virtue of brown, like UPS only not so chipper. After blowing away the competition - the flashy leaves of its predecessor - it slips its cold calling card into your pocket. Stodgy, yes. Not the warm and fuzzy type, certainly. But capable, a master of transition. Wave your hands before your face and shake off your reveries of summer. It's done and gone. Festive winter has not yet come. Relax your eye muscles on November's soft, dull palette. Rest.
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