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The Spirit of November

From where I sat, she entered not with a sunny day but as one calm and quiet, smitten with the threat of rain. Mid Fall is a friend to all and not a stranger to any. She brings comfort to many and a harvest for the world. She believes in celebration and delights in festivities. She's a promoter of family, inspiring travelers to dine with family members from near and far. She spends her time creating and preparing for a universal spirit of thankfulness. If by chance you are among the ungrateful and have desires of dining at November's thanksgiving table, I'd perish that thought if I were you. That's because November is very passionate about the assignment that her Master has given, and she has neither patience nor space for any with an attitude of ingratitude. 110122PS, November Contest. Regina McIntosh

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