The melancholy of autumn may be no bad thing
for with each fallen leaf, a new dream can begin
and with each fleeting glimpse of that low orangey sun,
is the belief that always, something amazing can be begun.
~ Alice Griffin
I always find the coming of autumn a melancholy time... the colder weather, the lowering sun, the feeling that a long winter is stretched ahead... every year I have to remind myself to take note of the beauty and also remind myself that autumn is about rebirth.
Writing this little poem I was gazing out at the leaves floating from the trees and although I'm no longer living on a narrowboat, autumn always reminds me of woodsmoke and quiet waters...
Here is where I explore and muse about life... share news of writing projects & wanderings and weave the words that crowd my mind, into little stories. Occasionally I also share some of the nature-inspired jewellery & gifts I make and sell at craft fairs or on the road.