Monday, 14 September 2015

Weaving among gold

Golden Mornings. Golden evenings. But each one arriving and departing with a hint of chill mist and dew. "Ginny-joes" (otherwise known as dandelion clocks) floating everywhere, alighting anywhere (in my hair, on the leaves, before flying away again). Warm colours beginning to tint the leaves, sighing a more rustle-y whisper when the wind blows through. September. With your pools of gold.

Coffee with a friend at favourite cafe, among trees, where they have piles of woollen blankets to keep you warm.


  1. I've never heard the phrase, 'Ginny-Joes', but it is one that
    will now be part of my vocabulary.
    Love the art piece, it's beautiful!

    1. Thank you Tracey :)
      I only found out their "proper" name a few years ago!