I have a friend who loves the starkness, with her favorite month of the year being November. I tell her, very honestly, that I’m very glad to have her in my life. If it weren’t for her, I would not be trying to find the beauty in the trees’ shape and the harsh outlines made against the sky.
But she’s right: there is a certain feeling that this starkness evokes, a certain cleansing…. even if I do find myself more and more impatient to see the green hills again!