The sky has turned to powder, sifting through my hands. The year is fading and I am left swathed in baby blues and little chick yellows…as if the sun was tired and the world was lit by lamplight.
Softness and sweetening, a whisper in my ear and a light caress on the back of my hand. I have felt this before. And written it too.
November. I realize it more by the lack of than the have to, the early to bed and not so eager to rise.
This is the time of quiet goodbyes…before the confetti blossom shakes bright, a catapult into the year ahead.
And so let me rest a bit, at home in the knowledge that I will always find my way back, guided by the flicker of life’s lamp.
Have a lovely week ahead. We are going to the Luberon for some of the afore-mentioned rest so I may not be responding as much as usual to comments (have you noticed that when we go, we go to where we are unreachable? Hard to imagine such places still exist but they do) but know that I adore them nonetheless…
And oh, ok, here it is…David Terry’s praying mantis!
Catching up Heather…loving your photos and remembering the time of day and year when there is a sudden hush as the sun goes down and the lights turn on. Lovely November.. xx
Have a great time Heather! I think i left my heart in the Luberon!! Enjoy we will look forward to your picts when you are back! Cheers!
November is always a transition month for me. I finally have to realize that Winter is approaching and the trees will soon be bare. Lamplight does fall earlier now, so it's best to grab the sunlight while we can. Thank you for your great photos and text, always inspiring. Also….really like the large mantis!
Oh yes, I know I've heard this before but thank you for making me pay more attention to the lyrics which capture so much so eloquently. The "irish setter red" especially hits home as my grandfather from whom I inherited my red hair also had an Irish Setter named Finian.
Your words formed a rime. Isn't it? November is a special month, sometimes it makes me sad sometimes contemplative. …and it's good in any way. Enjoy your trip in Luberon. Curious to hear all the secrets from there and of course your fantastic pictures.
This is your hemisphere's time for gathering in, and resting, and storing up mental and physical resources for the winter; enjoy the process and the snuggling in 🙂
The shortening day, darkness that comes early, has its own beauty. Does sunset shorten too?
I'm mistaken. I thought praying mantis comes out in summer. Praying mantis-mysterious twigs that move and are alive.
You have become so poetic………….I was driving down the blvd. I always drive thinking today November makes me sad.It must be the light, the darkness that comes to soon in the eve and the end of a year rapidly approaching.Then here you are talking about NOVEMBER!!!You rest, do what you need to do……..WE WILL ALL STILL BE HERE UPON YOUR RETURN!Especially, MISTER DAVID T.
I love how the light changes this time of year.
And the lamps come on.
Bisous,
G