Thursday, September 01, 2011

The warmth of September

September. The time of year when Nature squeezes copious amounts of orange and red onto her colour palette. Her brilliant glow smears the landscape but for a while. Too quickly overworked, warm hues mix to mud and fall heavily to the ground.

Maybe this will be the year Nature is content with her work? Perhaps she will not feel the need to repaint her canvas white for a fresh start in spring?

1 comment:

Karen Thomason/Gordon Setter Crossing said...

I'll keep my fingers crossed that you are right!