November, Quite and Rest...

Autumn: A Dirge

The warm sun is falling, the bleak wind is wailing,
The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying,
And the Year
On the earth is her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead,
Is lying.
Come, Months, come away,
From November to May,
In your saddest array;
Follow the bier
Of the dead cold Year,
And like dim shadows watch by her sepulchre.

The chill rain is falling, the nipped worm is crawling,
The rivers are swelling, the thunder is knelling
For the Year;
The blithe swallows are flown, and the lizards each gone
To his dwelling.
Come, Months, come away;
Put on white, black and gray;
Let your light sisters play--
Ye, follow the bier
Of the dead cold Year,
And make her grave green with tear on tear.

Percy Bysshe Shelly 

The last few weeks have been a bit hectic for the whole family. 

While outside everything looks calm and sleepy, our house is in full swings and roundabouts.  

Shannon is keeping us very busy. She is still struggling with her reflux and colic and this has been affecting all of us. It breaks my heart to see her feeling so uncomfortable. I wish I had a magic wand and take her pain away forever... but of course, this is not possible. I will have to wait. They all say that she will grow out of it.

In the meantime, I should stay calm and quiet, like Nature in Autumn does. Everything is getting a rest and this gives you a sense of relaxation and serenity. Like trees with their leaves,  I should learn to let it go...

...I will patiently wait... 

and for now, I'm going just to enjoy those precious snuggles with my girl... They won't last forever, either...