Friday Finds

November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.

With night coming early,
And dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate.

The fires burn
And the kettles sing,
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring.

― Clyde Watson

Muted hues (photo by Line Kay for Hale Mercantile Co.):

drying blush rose heads

Just learn to listen:

the way you sparkle

Lake Kirkpatrick, New Zealand (photo source unknown, via Pinterest):

Lake Kirkpatrick

Firewood by Shelter Co. via Tumblr:

firewood

Votives in Scandinavian style (via Tumblr):

votives

Happy weekend!

Fruzsi