Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The thinnest yellow light of November is more warming
and exhilarating than any wine they tell of.
The mite which November contributes becomes equal in value
 to the bounty of July.

-Henry David Thoreau



 


sketching
               knitting
                          reading
                                     a cup of hot tea
                                                             a lighted candle

                          
    

the 13th of October

Friday, the 13th, and at last the weather has turned cooler. I breathe deeply as I turn off the air-conditioner and slide open a few windows...