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🪵 From the Hearth 🪵

Dearest reader,

If October is an extrovert—with its wild winds and haunted houses—then November is an introvert, safe inside at last after a seemingly never-ending party.

Yes, with November also comes Thanksgiving (for us Americans at least), but politics-at-the-dinner-table aside, there’s a newfound stillness and serenity that arrives on the first of November, only after the last of the Jack-o’-Lantern candles have been blown out.

November is the calm after the spooky storm, the hush before the sleigh bells ring. November is citrine against a grey sky, the nip on your nose after a stroll at sundown. It’s handmade fingerless gloves, crawling underneath an electric blanket, hugging with a jacket barrier between bodies.

November is my favorite of the autumn months because it shows instead of tells, because it doesn’t need to be loud for people to understand its beauty. It just dances, and those who pass can’t help but watch in awe.

🍂 Seasonal Selections 🍂

• This cozy autumn wild rice soup might just be the best I’ve ever made. I finished the batch yesterday, and I’m already contemplating cooking another. For once, I made very few adjustments, only adding some cayenne pepper for heat. I also think it would be divine with white beans.

• I’ve been a little too obsessed with watching these knitted frogs perform precious tasks. (Just pretend he’s decorating for Thanksgiving.)

• If you have trouble falling asleep like I sometimes do, these autumn-themed bedtime stories for adults are a game changer.

• Happy Scorpio season! Listen to this playlist to channel your inner sleuth.

☕️ What’s Been Brewing ☕️

• If you ever find yourself in Canton, MA, you have to visit this cozy culinary haven. The concept is adorable and heartwarming and the owners were a delight to chat with.

📙 Spectacular Vernacular 📙

Isolophilia [eye-solo-philia] (n.)

1. a strong desire to be left alone; a tendency toward solitude

Maddened by the mania of the crowd, thoughts of isolophilia began to overtake his mind.

🤎 Cozy Conversations 🤎

What’s your favorite thing to do when you’re alone? How do you enjoy your own company?

Thanks for reading, and I do hope you have the snuggest of Thursdays.

I turn 25 this weekend, so I plan to drink lots of festive cocktails and eat delicious vegan food.

Until next week, stay cozy.

With warmth and whimsy,

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