How I miss Guy Fawkes' Night! There is something magical about bundling up in warm clothing and walking out into the dark November night for the ritual of lighting the bonfire, complete with effigy of Guy Fawkes atop and the firework display.
Invariably, it would rain, but that didn't dampen our spirits. Some years we were more fortunate and I remember crunching across the autumn leaves to go to our town's firework display. Fireworks and November just go together. Life isn't the same without them.
For all of my more fortuanate readers who will be celebrating tonight, have a wonderful time!