On Sunday, whilst reading in the meadow, I suddenly realised that we are slowly sliding towards winter like dancers on ice. Autumn is such a sensitive, melancholy and colourful season - I trust you are all enjoying it.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Chili, Tchaikovsky and Cocoa
Autumn's beauty, hot cocoa warms, leafless winter nears. Whenever I fear my imagination is failing, I visit divine nature to be inspired and restored.
On Sunday, whilst reading in the meadow, I suddenly realised that we are slowly sliding towards winter like dancers on ice. Autumn is such a sensitive, melancholy and colourful season - I trust you are all enjoying it.
On Sunday, whilst reading in the meadow, I suddenly realised that we are slowly sliding towards winter like dancers on ice. Autumn is such a sensitive, melancholy and colourful season - I trust you are all enjoying it.
