October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy draughts that bit at exposed hands and faces.
~J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, “The Lion and the Serpent,” 2003
Windy Wonderings 
Such a lovely photo from your window. I miss the seasons, especially at this time of the year 🙂
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