So far, November has consisted mostly of rainy days.
Nine years ago, after arriving from the sunny Middle East, the winter was especially rough. I got a bit depressed because of all the cloudy, dark days of Vancouver. I could have been easily talked into blue light therapy. (No, that's NOT related to anything which goes on in a K-Mart store.)
Now, I welcome this part of the year. I feel relaxed rather than depressed. I love how windshield wipers tap out a rhythm when driving. I love the warm feeling when sitting near the gas fireplace. The hot tub is never better than when rain is pelting on the nearby glass.
Most importantly I have learned to respect the changes of nature. I've heard it said that drugs such as Prozac do indeed get rid of depression; it's just they also get rid of life's highs too. Similarly, I wouldn't be able to fully appreciate the blue sky of a spring day without celebrating the weather we're having right now.