Falling Away

Autumn is the season of dying, releasing, storing away... preparation for a dark and dreamless sleep.

In the last few months I've experienced a painful falling away of things that have clung close for many years. It is a relief in some ways, extremely painful in other ways.

The brief window of time that seemed to be the closing of many things has opened into a time of questioning, wondering and a new season of waiting.

It is my hope that the summer's work will feed use through the winter.