It reflected my feelings for many years, until, one glorious November day our daughter was born. Funny how one small person can change one's perspective. It's always sunny in November now. In honor of her birthday, here are pictures of her great-grandmothers and namesakes Mary Whitaker and Anna Pereksta.
And one more that I just couldn't resist. Happy birthday, sweetheart.



I'm a little late but congrats on being the feature for the 99th COG!
ReplyDeleteFirst, happy birthday to your beautiful daughter! I hope she had a grand day.
ReplyDeleteSecond, I didn't know there was a whole poem "November." Tasha Tudor adapted the last two lines in an interview and I just guessed it was from her. I'm so glad to learn that there's a whole poem and who the poet is. Thanks!
And third, the great-grandmothers are beautiful!
What a nice smile your daughter has.
ReplyDeletei especially like the photo of Anna Pereksta in the greenhouse. she looks interesting.