Autumn and the Liminal Spaces
It is late Autumn. Trees, exhausted by heat and the turbulent storms of summer, withdraw their life force. Their leaves, sere and brown, clog the gutters and scurry across the grass, pursued by a restless breeze. The equinox has passed and the sun hastens on its journey north. There is a sense of contraction, a … More Autumn and the Liminal Spaces