Jeweled Ornament Hanger- NOVEMBER LATE

In the far north, we are blessed with the drama of ever-changing seasonal color. Spring’s pale greens and pastel blossoms are loved by most, and summer’s glory is without doubt spectacular. Autumn torches this vibrant color array into the crispy, crackling hues of fire as the bolder palette of the year softens toward the peaceful slumber of winter. My favorite scene in this drama is when the bright reds and yellows of fall’s fire have burned themselves out and the ashes of autumn present a subtle abundance of browns and grays. Mother Nature’s color voice has softened from her earlier bold arias and she sings in whispers to those who are still awake. Such is the lullaby one can view before drifting off to winter-white dreams.