Its my birthday month, so naturally I am biased, but it's a lovely month, isn't?
We are not so different, not so removed. Who does not feel the draw of the natural? Hibernation? Not such a bad idea...
My fingers twitch, the wool shop sings siren songs of soft yarn in autumn tones.
Tea seems the very best of drinks and in all this world there is nothing - nothing - as soothing as a dunked KitKat. You know it too, I feel certain.
Dew drops sit on webby strands, spun between the now muted but still fragrant spikes of lavender and there are whispers amongst the scampering creatures that berries are quite the thing right now.
And so let's take it slow, hey? Feel that perhaps it is simply the way of things. Finish up summer projects, tidy up the garden, trim back the lavender and begin to dream of candle light and quiet times.