Yesterday evening a glorious swathe of golden light peaked out from behind a dark cloud at about 6pm, casting a Midas touch upon the trees about our pond.
It has been amazing, seeing the march of autumn over the last few weeks. Now, most of the golds and oranges have gone and there are few reds left. But the skeletal bones of winter will be fascinating to observe.
We break ground in two days time!
Nicholas
Autumn is here, the rosy golden cast of early morning and late afternoon sunshine creates a dazzling panorama or russets and bronzes, yellows and ochres.
And threaded through the landscape, as if by chance, are the now empty branches and trunks of those trees that released their foliage to the wind and rain earlier in the season.
Same process....different moments....
Birth...Life...Death...Rebirth...
We are all somewhere on the Sacred Circle...
Judy
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