All that is left after the maples, birch and beech trees have lost their leaves to Autumn's masterpiece, is the beautiful oak leaves that have transformed their colors from a deep green of summer to deep reds and browns.

Today it is raining and the look of November is warm and comforting as each breeze sends more leaves floating to the ground.  It's indian summer with temps in the lower 60s.  Soon, the temps will tumble into the 50s and even 40s as with each passing day, winter will get closer and closer.

Thanksgiving is just three weeks away today.  I wish I could say I am looking forward to the holiday, but it's just not the same.  My children are all grown and living their own lives and it's just Steve and I.  This year we will spend the day back at the farm in Hampstead with Ken and Pat.  That is an emotional mixed bag.

I always loved the farm in Hampstead, and before moving here to our cottage, I had never lived as long anywhere longer than I had at the Patey farm.  I will enjoy spending the day again there, but the memories of past Thanksgivings with my Mom and Dad, Eric and his family, Beth and my kids right there will leave a bittersweet note on my heart.

So, back to today.  I have grocery shopping to do and housework that needs my attention.  But for just a short period, I will forget everything else around me as I stand outside and enjoy the autumn  rain and falling oak leaves.

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