Sunday, 12 October 2014
Tori | October Sunday No. 1
I was an autumn baby and for me, October Sundays are full of nostalgia. They roll around with clockwork predictability and punctuate each week during this wondrous, transitional month. These special Sundays serve as days of reflection. Long baths, crisp walks, the dew on the long grasses in the fields behind my home, the sight of migrating birds- breathe new life into me. I layer scarf upon scarf unselfconsciously. I blossom in the midst of decay, losing myself in these misty days. Autumn is the time to begin again; yet again.
Forget past transgressions: breathe in October's cool, forgiving air.
What does autumn mean to you?
Photo copyright Tori at Jute, Jam and Joy, 2014.