Things you may or may not know about the month of November
Originally named in the ancient Roman calendar – from the Latin
novem -meaning nine.
November is the eleventh month in the Julian and the widely accepted Gregorian calendars. The determination of the length of days and years to account for time is a fascinating read.
In the Southern Hemisphere, November is a month of Spring whereas in the Northern Hemisphere it is a month of Autumn.
As with other months in the year, November holds a number of holidays and month-long observances.
November’s birthstones are the Topaz – particularly the yellow topaz which symbolizes friendship and the citrine.
The birth flower is the Chrysanthemum
‘November’s sky is chill and drear,
November’s leaf is red and sear:
Sir Walter Scott
November in many places is known for the blast
of cold wind.
“Dull November brings the blast,
Then the leaves are whirling fast.”
– Sara Coleridge
Autumn is known for it’s period of spectacular color
“In the garden, Autumn is, indeed the crowning glory of the year, bringing us the fruition of months of thought
and care and toil. And at no season, safe perhaps in Daffodil time, do we get such superb colour effects as
from August to November.“
– Rose G. Kingsley, The Autumn Garden
For some, November is the month of ‘NO!’
“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 –
– Thomas Hood, No!
And for a very many, November is a time of
“Our Father, fill our hearts, we pray,
With gratitude Thanksgiving Day;
For food and raiment Thou dost give,
That we in comfort here may live.”
– Luther Cross, Thanksgiving Day
November is also the time of the
Leonid Meteor Shower
“The sky is streaked with them
burning hole in black space —
like fireworks, someone says
all friendly in the dark chill
of Newcomb Hollow in November,
friends known only by voices.
Marge Piercy, Leonids Over Us
Whatever you find to observe in November,
there’s much to enjoy, much to appreciate
about this sweet time of the year.
“There is music in the meadows, in the air —
Autumn is here;
Skies are gray, but hearts are mellow,
Leaves are crimson, brown, and yellow;
Pines are soughing, birches stir,
And the Gipsy trail is fresh beneath the fir.
There is rhythm in the woods, and in the fields,
And the harvest voices crying,
Blend with Autumn zephyrs sighing;
Tone and color, frost and fire,
Wings the nocturne Nature plays upon her lyre.”
– William Stanley Braithwaite, Lyric of Autumn
Wishing you a Delightsome November 1st,