There is a silken quality to the autumn sky – such allure in those looming clouds…
Our household, like the seasons, seems to be in continual flux. I am craving a return to solitude.
Time for art and more writing.
The sky seems to say: Stay alert! Change is coming.
We all knows how this goes. Autumn follows summer, and in a display of passing beauty will succumb to Winter.
Quiet days will return.