Halfway there...

This is what the streets of Kennesaw looked like in October, but the very same tree's leaves are gone. It's a rather interesting part of fall right now, when it's coming to a close at the very end of the month. This has been one of the longest autumns I've seen yet. It feels like the trees are finally deciding to end it, and are sort of dropping the show all at once. Fall and winter are my favorite seasons, and right before December, you get the same feeling you do right in the middle of July--you're halfway there. You may or may not be happy about it, but life goes on and you need to go with it. It'll be cold and dark, but 25 days in is the best holiday of the year. After that, it's just a matter of getting through the new year's month, and the fickle weather of Febuary. Then there's quite a bit of rain, and depending on what the groundhog says, there may be short sleeves earlier than usual. One of my FAVORITE poems is "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost.

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Frost
New Hampshire
1923

Wishing my readers a happy Thanksgiving and stressless Christmas shopping.