Mid-October, late afternoon, a day positively brimming over with autumn light. Rain has taken down too many leaves too soon. All the more reason to relish the translucent mix of yellow and orange and green holding fast to branches on a tree in the distance. Autumn, even a less-than-vibrant one, asks … [Read more...] about From Iceland to Anatevka
The best of times, the worst of times
Today was a perfect autumn day. Crisp, cool air. Golden light. The crunch of leaves underfoot. Tonight, barely 7 p.m. and the sky is ink blue. A crescent moon casts its spell. To be in sync with the seasons is to be reminded that autumn is tinged with the stickiness of nostalgia. To feel … [Read more...] about The best of times, the worst of times
Back to school
Seasonal lore tells us that March conjures the lion and the lamb, September those back-to-school rituals some of us loved, others not so much. The other night a mountain lion surfaced in a dream. I could give any number of reasons why this strong, sleek, beautiful creature paid a visit to my … [Read more...] about Back to school
The sound of one leaf falling
The transition from one season to the next is always a reminder of something fluid, even elusive. Sure you wake one day and the calendar tells you it’s autumn, this year’s arrival last week still in the afterglow of the Harvest Moon. But it’s not as if you haven’t already sensed it, the shifting … [Read more...] about The sound of one leaf falling
Autumn-deprived
9:15 p.m., an early October night. I go outside, lured by the tree frogs and crickets, the same as I do in the height of summer – just to listen. The air is cool, more summer than autumn/less autumn than winter. There's a ring of light around the moon, a lunar halo. The sound, bells strung together … [Read more...] about Autumn-deprived