What is it about late Summer that evokes such a deep sense of connectedness in me?
Perhaps it is the abundance of Summer entering into a slow decline, from vividness of senses, to a more subdued and un-adorned state underappreciated by most.
Purple and Yellow in their muted forms offer unspoken goodbyes, bowing out gracefully as the wind blows, making way for the splendor of Autumn.
Elements working together in the most natural, organic way.
It’s just the way things are here, never questioned
If ever I strive for anything in my life, it is that very unforced rythmn reflected in nature, in the subtle metamorphosis of late Summer.