Emma and I are pushing ourselves to complete the knitting trail, and it will be indeed a rapturous and celebratory finish!
The equinox is in only two short days.
I’m sure we’ll make it, we are already more than three-quarters the way done!
Big Leaf Maples and Black Oaks are beginning to shed their leaves, and the acorns and fir cones are dropping too. In this rustic state of being the spicy Autumnal fragrance is faintly rising in the forest, and I am ready to crash into this season with transformative momentum, leaning into it with all of my weight, as I leave Summer’s oppressive heat, lazy days and restless nights behind me.
See you on the flipside!
aww, lovely Emma and the old mossy bench. xoxoxo
I love that bench that John made, there’s three of them in the woods here! When you come next week, lets walk the trail!
Yes! Lets do!
Its a date! xx
How can a (the?) Faery Swizard crash transformatively into the flip side of the “summer’s oppressive heat” (et al.) – to say nothing of doing so rapturously – without her faithful apprentices?
Terry, come along … I’m tucking you under my wing for protection , and we will crash land into that fluffy woolly & wild cooler place — its going to be like we landed in heaven !
Crashing Heaven, huh? I thought the Rapture was the other way around, but we’re a brave and impatient threesome. Sounds like a plan. I’ll bring some rain. :» )
uh…Wow. Articulately put.
You’re coming too Sorcha, you & Terry, under my wing!
◖⚆ᴥ⚆◗ What a beautiful GSD Emma is.
Wags & Lix from Emma 🙂