It's officially fall in Seattle: the streets are thick with golden leaves, I'm in wool sweaters and double cups of coffee, the hawthorn berries are ripe for plucking (hey! has any one out there ever made a tincture with the berries? I'm thinking of giving it a whirl this weekend...) and my new non-holy (hehe - so good they're sinful!) boots are a daily staple.
Way back, when we moved to Seattle the first time I had a friend tell me spring here would break open my heart. It's truly lovely and I swoon like a Victorian lady under the cherry blossoms, but there is something about Autumn here that hold me captive. It smells like wood smoke and damp moss. It sounds like raindrops slithering through the olive leaves. It looks like a sea of mustard and rust and fuzzy grey. I love it.
Today feels light.
A dearest of dear friends just came to town and I've got a breakfast date in thirty minutes. I suppose this means I ought to put on socks and pin the flicker feathers in my curls (I've been wearing them all week. Thank you Flickers! I appreciate you!) and brush this first round of coffee off my teeth.
I'm sending you my joy today! Hey! There it is!
~ Umber ~
p.s. I couldn't help myself... I needed more Odonatas in my life! You can find them in the shop now!