November finds us somewhere between autumn and winter. The beautiful fall colors have faded, the trees are bare, and the days are growing noticeably shorter. We're waiting for the first blanket of snow to brighten the landscape, but in the meantime, those occasional sunny days feel like a gift.

Here on the farm, the bees are still taking advantage of every opportunity to fly. We know it won't be long before we move them into the winter shed, and I find myself reluctantly counting down those remaining days. Each day they're able to get outside feels like one more little gift before winter settles in.

It's easy to get caught up in preparing for what's next, especially with the holidays approaching. But perhaps November is a reminder not to rush through the season we're in while anticipating the next one.

“There is something worth appreciating in every season, even the ones in between.”

With gratitude,

Jackie