Rain of November

(Image from: http://www.videolife.tk/burnaby/)
When it rains like this, there are electric lights on all day here in Vancouver, but they cannot break the gloom.
Days like this send you inside yourself to a world of regrets. And yet there is still joy in rain on the roof, a log on the fire. And recall, because regret and recall are two sides of the same sentiment.

Last night, we welcomed our honoured dead back into the world. For this 11 days, we walk with them in the rain so that they can be happy in the company of their grandchildren. Wear a poppy, and if you have not made grandchildren for your honoured dead, you might want to think about starting, because that is the way we make good on what we owe to our dead.