Frozen birdbath with fallen leaves

In New England, November is a month of all seasons. Last week, the temperatures soared into the 60s; this morning, our backyard birdbath was frozen with yesterday’s snow melt and a smattering of still-yellow maple leaves. Summer, winter, fall, or spring? There’s no need to choose in November, when you can experience an entire year’s worth of seasons in a single day, without even leaving your backyard.

This is my Day Fifteen contribution to NaBloPoMo, or National Blog Posting Month, a commitment to post every day during the month of November: thirty days, thirty posts.