Here We Are and It's October, Again
Maria has been redecorating. She's going with a monkey look. Three monkeys sit together, overseeing a mess only a monkey could make. A monkey or a 2 year old girl with energy to spare and a very active imagination.
If you are like us, in So Cal, and the change of season is barely discernible, you may want to visit Lady Harvatine. She has sewn-up a crafty way to bring Fall inside. I have been on the lookout for a maple tree, where I can sit beneath and look up and imagine I am in a forest of Autumn and seasonal beauty. The air is crisp, I can smell the earth and a faint wisp of smoke from logs crackling in someone's fireplace. A breeze stirs the fallen leaves. Branches rustle. A crow calls, and meets others. Far above, clouds are gathering, swirling in a sky so deeply blue it looks infinite.
Autumn touches my senses, or my imagination at least.