November in the North is bleak. Leaden sky. Cold air. Whipping wind. Icy rain.
We grumble. This transition from autumn to winter is hard on us. Once we’re settled into full winter, we gain courage. We become strong. We deal with cumbersome layers of clothing, cold car seats, and chipping ice off windshields.
But November is The Locking: transition time, neither fall nor winter. Mother Nature needs time to lock up for her long sleep to come.
