Friday, September 07, 2007

September has been whispering in my ear recently, and I am consumed by the familiar restlessness that so often signals a change is riding the wind like that first falling leaf, whose gentle descent silently announces the beginning of Autumn.

I think it would be magnificent to see the hills of Kyoto painted in reds and oranges, and discover a new seasonal palette to use for coloring my dreams.

2 comments:

Rachel said...

That's a beautiful bit of writing!

Karen said...

I second that. Extremely evocative; like the best poetic images.