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There is a new chill. As September now seems more like October. I use the window in the studio to get a feel for the day. I lit a fire. Just a small one.
Last year some time I proclaimed the year of the nut. But this year, they are bigger still. Nuts are becoming more here. Maybe it will be the year of the squirrel. Today I will check for walnuts.
Change is everything. I spend a lot more of my time trying to make sense of it. Making use of it. Thereby, I've been thinking, making myself more useful. Going with the flow might help you get to know it better.
The leaves thin as September goes, and I have spotted a few deer not far from the garden. Very young ones, meaning there are more. More than Spring. I harvested the big chard, knowing it will be gone in a jiffy. I planted a lot of new greens for fall, with plans again to build that hoop house to keep them safe from autumn appetites. And early winter, if it goes like that. We eat a lot of greens.
The green is dark and mature, a sign of more bitterness. But I love that. That delicious bitterness. Then looking at that color that runs through it. Still clear, sweet, lets the light through.How balanced nature is. Food.
I'm laughing a lot lately. At me, at you, at the whole thing of It. Grateful for the joy in that. Really. A lighter heart. How much that might solve, if we ALL had one.
I stitched this stray this morning. A really mixed up cat. Probably born in October, although he hasn't a clue who his parents are he carries season, a sense of that, as his anchor. I will call him Pumpkin.