November you came with all your darkness, naked trees and endless days of rain.
We try to embrace you with shades of grey, blue and white,
waiting for December to come with its promise of lighter days.
We found a box full of old faded collars from another time. Irresistible for little fingers, and filled with stories from the lives of other little girls - their grandmother and her mom.
And we set a table for November - with the very last remnants from nature and blue & white porcelain.