The weather has, it seems, finally caught up with the date. It's got colder. We're in November, after all. This time of year holds a very special appeal and evokes a plethora of memories, bringing to mind previous transitions as the nights draw in faster.
Walking through the fallen leaves caused me to think that whilst Spring is the season most strongly associated with change, there is nothing stopping any of us shedding things we no longer want, or need, at any time of the year.
"Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower." Albert Camus
"Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all." Stanley Horowitz
No comments:
Post a Comment