A little recipe as the season grows colder, it already has here in the north. 🩷
I love this time of year, the time to eat candy, and scare the neighbors kiddos in your elaborate Shelob costume. 😂
“Autumn is my season, dear. It is, after all, the season of the soul.” —Virginia Woolf.
“You are a wonderful creation. You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
🦉
Septembers bitter wind bites at your ankles, as your boots crunch leaves, the smell of the old books you’d borrowed comforting you.
It was the time of year when, you were born again while everyone else slept in darkness.
I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older.
—Virginia Woolf.
“If a year was tucked inside of a clock, then autumn would be the magic hour.” – Victoria Erickson
—the woman who desires her solitude in the wilderness has seen the cruelty of humanity for far too long—
"And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees and changing leaves.” —Virginia Woolf.
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.” —Emily Brontë.
