A poem by Thomas Hood (1799 – 1845)…
No sun, no moon!
No morn, no noon,
No dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member.
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds!
– from the November section of Guy Ottewell’s Astronomical Calendar 2014 (www.universalworkshop.com)
Full Disclosure Statement: So far, November in our part of the country has not been anything like the one described in the poem…we have had unseasonably warm and dry weather. If you look closely at the photograph you will even see a bird in the sky!