On my way out to the mailbox, again I felt inspired to write.

I was greeted by the curious cattle as I trod  past their lot.  Frigid temperatures filled the air and spread over the landscape.

Off in the far distance on a rise in our land stood a deer.  Her profile captivated my attention.  What a treat to see her against the backdrop of snow.  By the time I reached my mailbox, she bounded off across the road and on to our neighbor’s field.

As I returned to the farmhouse a little song rang in my head.  I wrote a few words that I think are cheerful as we enter the wintry season filled with cold, snow, drifts, arctic air, etc.

These lyrics I go with a tune I used to sing to my young children.  The tune belongs to the song, “Hello, My Baby.”

“Hello, November”

Hello, November,

How I remember

Summertime’s radiant glow;

Temp’ratures warm and fun,

Working out in the sun.

Now it’s a story of winter’s glory

Blanketing earth with snow.

Oh-oh-oh, sub-zero

Weather, here we go!

 

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