From Betsy and Tacy Go Over the Big Hill by Maud Hart Lovelace, illustrated by Lois Lenski.

Early in November Betsy made her first expedition to the library. It was a windy day. Gray clouds like battleships moved across a purplish sea of sky.

The big elm in Lincoln Park, bare and austere, pointed the way downtown. She entered Broad Street, passing big houses cloaked in withered vines against November cold.

Betsy and Tacy Go Downtown

The weather was growing wintery. Early in November Betsy looked out her window one morning to find a thin layer of white over the world.

Heaven to Betsy

It was a sunless afternoon. The look of the world spelled the word November.

Betsy In Spite of Herself

It was an overcast day in November. The trees had been striped of their last withered leaves. 

Betsy Was a Junior