No day

The reflection of a bare tree in the car's leaf-strewn rear window says it all. It's a dank, grey misty day for the first of November. Hello winter.

"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 -
November!"
(Thomas Hood)