November

No sun - no moon!
No morn -  no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.

No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member - 
No shade, no shine, butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers,  no eaves, no birds! - 
November!

I think Thomas Hood is a little hard on November - but perhaps it was a gloomier month in his day. This November has been mild, so far. I've seen birds (but not butterflies,  not bees), and the nasturtium in our garden is still flowering. Hood doesn't mention rain! But it is still the poem that comes into my head this month.