A Sense of Sadness

Then summer fades and passes
and October comes and goes.
We’ll smell smoke then,
and feel an unexpected sharpness,
a thrill of nervousness,
swift elation,
a sense of sadness and departure.
~ Thomas Wolfe

November begins bittersweet, heralding the inevitable slow down to winter stillness.

The garden is put to bed, lawnmowers put away, pruning shears not yet readied for the work of refinement and shaping.

The air sparkles, sharp-edged in the lungs.

I am never ready for this crush of dark hours descending so quickly. Yet it comes with the promise of the light to come.

And so we wait on the known and patiently ponder the unknown.

2 thoughts on “A Sense of Sadness

  1. Your photography is beautiful! Often I use your pictures for my wallpaper . Thank you!

    I have never felt a sense of sadness in the autumn, I’ve always enjoyed it immensely. I loved school as a child, I loved my teachers and I loved all the holidays, deep jewel tones colors, rich textured fabrics, hearth, baking, gathering with family, the music, etc….It’s absolutely my favorite time of year!

    “The thinnest yellow light of November is more warming and exhilarating than any wine they tell of.
    The mite which November contributes becomes equal in value to the bounty of July.”
    – Henry David Thoreau

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  2. November sunlight always seems to me the brightest of the year, for reasons scientific and otherwise. Scientific: November air is often dry; our tilt puts the sun low on the horizon and likely closer to our line of sight. Otherwise: Summer, like all good performers, needs a little applause at the end of the show.

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