This got me to thinking...scary, I know.
No more leaves on the trees or a warm, dry nose.
No more hummingbird feeder or exposed, flip flop toes.
No more grassy picnics or tank tops and shorts.
No more bees in the air or playgrounds and forts.
No Farmer's Market tomatoes or slurpees to sip.
No more bike rides and hikes, no more swimming pool trips.
In an effort to sound a little more positive...It's not all bad. Seriously. For what it lacks, November marks the beginning of a great (did I mention long) winter here in Park City. We get to ski, sled, snowshoe, and drink hot cocoa snuggled up next to a crisp,warm fire. The snow covered ground reflects the moonlight to light up the sky at night, and this remains one of my favorite things. True, the snow blowing and shoveling gets a little old, and the monotonous routine of bundling up the kids before each outing remains a pain; however, I wouldn't trade it for a trip to the pool for a second. We'll get plenty more of that this summer!