" Now winter lights its cheerful fire, While jests with frolic mirth resound, And draws the wandering beauty nigher, 'Tis now too cold to...

Goodnight November ​ " The snapping pitch from a burning log, ​ The faint scent of pine filling the room. ​ Flames leaping about as if it...

" Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of the moonrise." ​ {Gladys Tabor} ​ ​...

" Happiness is in it... and in this quiet of ordinary things. A table, a book with a paper-knife stuck between the pages. And a petal...

" Fair is the world, now autumn's wearing, And the sluggard sun lies long abed; Sweet are the days, now winter's nearing... ​ Come then,...

" Soon the fire is raging, smoke pooling in corners of the inky room, the crackle of flames a primal sound that calms... connecting her...