september

a septembery day, blustery, cloud and sun. the birch leaves are flying and bringing the beginings of autumnal scents. the light is now very different to summer, longer shadows. a red kite floated over, fast. I would have missed it but that I was hanging the washing up and looking skyward at the right time.

I feel a certain amount of creative energy induced by the changing season after an apparently static august; the cooler air.

below is the light from the giveway sign, I catch it some mornings and this was a rich bright one, last week.