Is it December already?

It really is.

I did a little poetry brainstorming the other day. I wrote down everything that came to mind - and I'd post it here, but it's too long. Here's a little portion of it:

-harvest
-branches
-blank
-bleak
-autumn
-acorns
-pumpkin
-squash
-leaves
-trees
-night
-shadow
-move
-run
-wind
-hair
-shape
-smell
-pine
-wheat
-wave
-breeze

It seems that I'm not thinking of holidays and Christmas, but rain and coziness and lamps:

-sunrise
-sky
-darkness
-purple
-quiet
-rain
-lamps
-magazines
-fall
-break