Friday, 31 October 2014


October is leaving with a smile (sun shining) and a hug (warm breezes). So mild the window is open. No need to have the radio on with sounds coming through the window from outside; wind rattling leaves, a neighbour over the wall raking his garden. They are in tune with my paintbrush rattling in a jar of water.

Happy last day of October - thank you for your colours and fruits and berries and your leaves that accompanied me everywhere - swirling down into my hair, crunching underfoot, sticking to tyres, whooshing in the door.

PS. Above: a painting that hopefully soon will be available as a print.
PPS. More Octobering 

1 comment:

  1. Aw! This is absolutely gorgeous.
    Beautifully evocative words too - the October song of autumn