Seasonal Shifts, Again

Here we are again.

Another season shifting, another change in the light.

Life has been busy. With what? I don’t know! Pretty much everything. The wheel of the year turns faster and faster these days, and I find myself having a hard time keeping up.

My garden has grown without me for the most part this past season. Heat, humidity and powdery mildew took a toll, and I finally began cutting everything back in early August. I dug up the perennial spread, calling it quits on plants I’ve been wondering about for years.

My Mom gifted me a seasonal window box planter service which greets me with it’s beauty each time I walk up my stoop.

“I don’t have time to put together my other planters this year, I’ll just buy some mums and a prepotted arrangement for fall and call it a day,” I told myself.

Which I did, and then promptly went out and bought chilies and cabbages to make them look better.

And they do. And I love them.

Earlier this year, I wrote about the shift from spring into summer. Now here we are. Autumn has arrived. The days are shorter, the light is waning, and as much as I want to jump into fall and all things cozy…I just don’t feel like I have the time.

So I bought a cookbook magazine on seasonal breads to feel like, maybe–just maybe–I’ll have time for this one thing. Even if all I do is dogear the pages and make plans to bake.

Who knows. Maybe I will! Do you ever feel like that too?

I did manage to go to “Outlander in Concert” with a friend for a fine evening out on the town, tickets bought months ago to ensure that we made it, and it was absolutely magical.

The light keeps catching my eye too. And I’m taking pictures. Of all the things. Of the sunlight as it catches the hallway in the morning, a truck that passes by quickly in the window, Gibby and my shadow in the morning sun. I notice how it spreads across the garage in the evenings and the shadows it leaves behind.