Except for Thanksgiving (which I love), November is #1 on my disliked-months-list.  First, I dread the end of daylight savings time.  I know that I will adjust to less daylight, but that doesn’t help at this moment. In addition to shorter days, the skies are grayer in November. And, of course, the gardens are tired and the trees are bare. 

But this year’s November is bringing an election that I fear.  I hate that our country is so divided, and I worry that no matter what the outcome, the transition will not be easy.

Fingers crossed that I am wrong.