November.

November is for dark skies and crying clouds. For sniffles and tissues; for shivers and and strong breeze. Finding the perfect christmas tree and dotting it with glittery baubles. It is indeed the start of the most wonderful time of the year.  

Here are the highlights of the month in doodles, sort of a sequel to a week of chalk doodles, if you will.

The walk to yoga class was a work out in itself with lots of dashing in and out of the house either to retrieve a forgotten yoga mat or to get the umbrella and walking round in circles trying to find the class.

Post yoga burns and such. 

My excitement for this time of the year has certainly rubbed off on the Mr. We bought a spanking new christmas tree and are very pleased about it. I mean, look at our ginning faces.

Harry potter marathon nights for the umpteenth time.

Laughter galore when he tried to pick me up from the couch, a few minutes after which, i was on his shoulders getting a ride around the house. We live life on the wild side!

♥

The tree went up few days ago and the house is looking super festive.

November, you were short and sweet. Time to say goodbye and roll on December.