Ahhh, November in New Hampshire, sounds like a poem, huh… Nope, not from me.
Wood has been brought into the house. And more wood has been brought closer to the house.
The deck furniture has been put under the house.
The acorns have been swept from the deck, several times. (It’s much simpler to shovel the deck without bumping into frozen acorns.)
The day lilies’ stems have been pulled out so as not to magnify their deadness.
The small flower garden has been chopped down so it won’t be so difficult to work with after the snow melts (always looking ahead).
The hoses have been drained and put away.
The outside water has been turned off.
Our sunrises (later) and sunsets (earlier) have been gorgeous.
There have been a few flakes but nothing to get excited about for now, which is good.