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Nov 15, 2023
at Pynelogs Cultural Centre
1720 4th Avenue, Invermere, BC
12:00 - 3:00 pm
With Carol, tour hers & James exhibits (Also view other members' work on exhibit)
1:00 - 3:00 pm
Join Carol & James
for their
'Art Presentations & Tea'
12:00 - 3:00 pm
With Carol, tour hers & James exhibits (Also view other members' work on exhibit)
( YOU CHOOSE THE ARTWORK )
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now through December 31st, 2023
"Blessings15"
November view from our window in the Columbia Valley of British Columbia.
COLD NOVEMBER WIND
by Willie Nelson
A cold November wind can cut right through your soul
Even leaves all hide away from the wind November blows
And after all the warmth of the summer and the fall
Cold November wind cuts the deepest of them all
A cold November wind will catch you by surprise
You think you're safely wrapped in love till the wind begins to rise
And after all the warmth of a love that had it all
A cold November wind is the hardest way to fall
We wonder why love seasons change when did the chill begin
Perhaps our love was swept away by a cold November wind
And after all the warmth of the summer and the fall
Cold November wind cuts the deepest of them all
We wonder why love seasons change when did the chill begin
Perhaps our love was swept away by a cold November wind
Perhaps our love was swept away by a cold November wind
NOVEMBER
by Lucy Maud Montgomery
November is usually such a disagreeable month…as if the year had suddenly found out that she was growing old and could do nothing but weep and fret over it. This year is growing old gracefully…just like a stately old lady who knows she can be charming even with gray hair and wrinkles. We've had lovely days and delicious twilights. This last fortnight has been so peaceful.... How quiet the woods are to‑day…not a murmur except that soft wind purring in the treetops! It sounds like surf on a faraway shore.
~Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea, 1909
MY NOVEMBER GUEST
by Robert Frost
My Sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be...
The desolate, deserted trees,
The faded earth, the heavy sky...
Not yesterday I learned to know
The love of bare November days
Before the coming of the snow...
~Robert Frost, "My November Guest," A Boy's Will, 1913
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