JOY - is one of those things in life that is truly a mystery to me.

A lovely mystery!

A mystery I hope to never really figure out.

Joy in all it's loveliness has the beautiful and amazing ability to live in places of utter despair and darkness.

I think, when it comes to joy there's more at work than just a good and right attitude.

One thing I do know about joy is that it arrives when most needed through the vehicle of faith, hope and gratitude.

Joy, the medicine of life.

"Happy Thanksgiving from Canada!"

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Let joy keep you.

Reach out your hands

And take it when it runs by,

Carl Sandburg

Hints of Christmas green and red are starting to find their way indoors, with bursts of glee.

The comment, 'mom, it's only a month away now!', is what I hear daily now.

We are excited, that little child kind of excited.

Yes, we're all grown up and adult-like, with most things, but with the exception of Christmas.

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And pledge a hand to all young friends,

As fits the merry Christmas-time.

William Makepeace Thackeray

As you can see we have November skies. We have rain, wind and cold. We have the last bits of summer hanging on by raindrop threads. We have the first dusting of snow on the mountain tips. We have scarves and quilts wrapped around us and we have excitement brewing for what's nearing, for what's around the corner.

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The love of bare November days

Before the coming of the snow

Robert Frost