The season has now turned to autumn, you can glimpse it in the colors that are starting to spread along the roadsides. It can even be seen at the end of a culvert under the road, that unexpected burst of color that catches the eye. I am feeling as if time is flowing by in a rush, the days are turning directly to months instead of to weeks first. I was by a stream this morning and took some time to just stand and listening to the water rippling by as it passed over the rocks, it sounded like perfection, so clear and pure. The musical quality of the tones could have held my attention for more time had I allowed it, possibly hours. But I had a show to take down and pieces to load, unload and sort though before the Lowell Open Studios this weekend.
But those minutes by the stream set the tone for my day.