"and all at once,
summer collapsed into fall."
Mentally I always try to hold on to the notion
of August still denoting summer even in these Northern climes,
but admit to that distinct feeling of suddenly
one's morning coffee tasting extra good
with a crisper tinge in the air...
Autumns do feel like a blank new page,
almost like
New Year's.
This time for me that blank canvas feels more like a mental one
rather than a practical outworking,
apart from one thing perhaps...
increasingly getting to concentrate on studio work,
- a sweet prospect
with the thought of a long, dark season ahead.
Will the autumn be bringing in something new for you?
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