Oh Autumn, where art thou?

The weather’s unseasonable. Too warm for my blood, to be sure. The autumn chill has been flirtatious, but she’s not settled in to stay and thus the leaves are slow to change. There’s a dichotomy there, I suppose; a hidden truth, unwelcome most like, but reality has a way of bending to ensure the illusion takes hold.

autumn

This is a little something I cooked up, hoping to draw autumn to us… The gods are restless and so am I. A change is going to come.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: