It’s that time of year when golden leaves cover the ground. November brings cooler temperatures and sometimes a gentle dusting of snow. The brilliance of the snow in contrast with the colored leaves can seem almost magical. My Hittys took their dolls on a walk around the neighborhood to enjoy the November snow.
Clara is a paper mache doll by Elaine McNally. She also made the tiny tuck comb doll named Sadie. Clara borrowed a velveteen cape from Kitty, but Elaine made the rest of her clothing, including the darling little bonnet.
Kelly Sue is a cloth doll made by Sue Sizemore. I dressed her and the little peg wooden doll named Petunia, made by Kjerstin Mackie.
On YourDailyPoem.com, I found a poem which captures the feeling of a November snow. The poem was written by Ruby Archer, who was born in Kansas City, Missouri in 1873. She wrote poetry and prose for a variety of publications and translated French and German dramas and lyrics. Yet, I could find very little information about her. She authored a book called Little Poems, published when she was 27 years old in 1900. Ruby Archer was one of countless unappreciated women whose talents have been mostly lost to time. I hope to bring a little recognition to her by including her poem here. This poem is now in the public domain.
November
by Ruby Archer
Our twilight month November is
The evening of the year.
The brilliant summer noontide left
A pallor soft and clear.
Dame Winter brings with quiet grace
Her curtains all of snow,
And pins them deftly into place
With boughs of mistletoe.
