That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
Sonnet 73, William Shakespeare
December sure got here fast, didn’t it? Did we skip a couple of months?
December actually gets its name from the Latin word decem, meaning 10, and was originally the 10th month of the …