November? Already?

It’s November already. Where has autumn gone? It’s November now, Ms J. The days are getting cooler. And noticeably shorter. The sun shone this morning, though. The trees are resplendent in their fall colours. Soon they’ll be bare and left to shiver in winter’s bitter winds.

Christmas is lurking round the corner, and soon thereafter the silt of another year will have been carried off in the ceaseless current of time. Dad said it best on the last page of his memoirs:

Life is like a roll of toilet paper. The nearer the end, the faster it goes.

- Wilfred Pringle – “As I Recall: The Life I Lived”

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