November

'' November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.

With night coming early,
And dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate .......''
Clyde Watson

6x4 lives postcard challenge.
Cross stitch picture from a while ago framed in a mist of fibres,
Hand-Dyed Silk Throwster Waste from Stef Francis.