November. If you're going to visit, that's the month that you should book your flights. I've never had a November like this. It's going to be in the 70's this week. Be jealous. Be especially jealous if you're scooping snow this morning. I wish I had my mother's camera so I could document for you the mass of fire-orange leaves that fills up the space on the other side of my living room window. I don't ever want that tree to lose those leaves.

I've decided that some day I'm going to spend an entire year traveling around to enjoy the best weather every month. August in Oregon, November in Virginia, February in Southern California, May in Iowa. I have a few more months to fill up, because, lets face it, every place has nasty weather at some point.

Like last November, we sat here with rain pouring down on us for a whole week. We were the lucky ones because we were stuck in our dry house with power. That year was a complete opposite of this year's gorgeousness.