Good afternoon friends! Drifting heavily into evening today–and increasingly through these whole months as time oozes into a slow treacle ambiguity and daylight slips quickly away through the chilblained fingers of bare trees. Part of my recurring seasonal struggle recently is accepting again how much I can’t change about how the change of seasons impacts my body. I’m accidentally but initmately connected to the fallowness of the weary earth.
Another wind-scattered day, moaning branch-rattling wind all through the night. Long, luxurious amber sunset casts a long brushstroke of darkness behind each fallen leaf.
May we find fellowship and understanding today!
