The shift , the change, in the moments not named. As Deb has been recording them unofficially… micro seasons.
These have been gathered in “summer”. Aren’t they just amazing (?) and an example of no hard edges into fall. Just going as it needs to happen.
I’m inspired to do a sampler. It’s been a while. Nine is always just enough for me to play.
I have returned from wandering for a while with lots to do in preparation for colder times. The rain has been relentless, and I expect the snow to be the same.
The moon is full and the shop has been updated.
We celebrated the moon last night and viewed the eclipse from the beach after a steel drum concert on the bluff there. Still very hot here into the weekend and the thought of rain and winter is enticing.
The Moon, she hid her dance last night, behind gossamer clouds, peekaboo.
I've noticed the verdant green giving way to a warmer tone...listen carefully, I whispered; the season's change is tip-toeing in...