A world where there are Novembers
November is one of my favorite months: the world sliding slowly into winter, the days starting short and bright and finishing in cozy dreariness. We are blessed to live in an area where fall shouts in exultation before winter roars through. T is taking a photography class this year, honing his skills and earning a little pocket money by taking pictures of his friends' soccer games. He borrowed my camera battery to do this a week ago, and we currently can't find it. It's definitely in the house somewhere; I've seen it, and probably moved it to a "safe" location that has fled my memory. Time for some fervent prayers to Agios Phanourios ! But what that means for me (and you all by extension) is settling for phone photos for the time being. At the end of every month, I take a moment to assess my goals. I've been intentional about my word of the year 2026 , and have sought out discomfort in small forms. Last week I went to a local garden...
