by Joan Hinkemeyer
In November, nature exhales slowly
and quietly, signaling a time for rest. After October’s brilliant extravaganza,
the curtain slowly descends to the fading sounds of our appreciative applause.
Colorful costumes and striking backdrops vanish as nature shifts to the quiet
beige of this month – a still month that seems suspended between summer’s
lush verdancy and winter’s stark slumber.