"On a bare branch a crow is perched ...
autumn evening."
Basho
Autumn, with all the vibrant colors continues to be my favorite season. I find comfort in slipping a sweater back on or sitting by the fire ring. There is something calming about watching the golden red leaves gently twirling to the ground. Pumpkins, roasted marshmallows, and all thing apples tickle my taste buds. The ritual of raking leaves gracefully assures me that everything is just right.
Autumn brings a comfort, a sense of contentment. It is a time to explore what I have harvested during the last seasons. Knowing that winter will soon come, generating hibernation or isolation, makes me appreciate being in the midst of an autumn breeze with leaves crunching beneath my feet.
A harvest moon brilliantly placed in the sky seems to generate rituals and celebrations. As the farmer puts his crops to bed, and my sisters joyfully dance and sing, my heart tends to know it is time to settle in. This soothing season brings the best out of me ... quilt, book, and candle.
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