Fall's Finale

Maybe it is just me, but once we turn the calendar to December I'm in winter mode. I know, I know when winter officially arrives.  It is just the mood, the rush of gearing up for the next holiday and sweeping the old year out and a New Year in. 

I went out and walked this morning, after it warmed up to 33 degrees, lol.   I want to show you some of  Fall's Finale.   I'm always in awe of the beauty that I find in my back yard.
One just has to remember to look...  

I witnessed rose buds on my Pinata Rose.  Our temperatures lately are more down, than up.   So, is my mood.  I don't like the dance of darkness arriving so early.  I think it takes me about a month to adjust the time change.   I function,  but I struggle.  Everyone I talk to is struggling, too.   What do you do to snap yourself out of the funky between mood?

I think nature comforts me the most. When I go a few days without visiting it, I get blue.
I guess I need the peace of being outdoors.  For me making time to witness the magic Mother Nature provides is like meditation. 

Mary over in the Garden prompted us to write a poem about connections.  

Quiet cold etchings in 

iridescent light

   paint new designs 

over 

my

 green therapy

 

     Unique lighting mingles

 kissing

       old thoughts with anew

   sage wisdom can be 

found

if one looks 

             I  see hanging motes tilting on

      clotheslines, vines and

wind chimes

     temperature and light

   tease 

  my muse

              Enter the new window designs, 

intricate n' fractured

testing spirit's

facelift

of

canvas white 

                 Tempted by blue green dark shadows

I walk to quiet the 

howling wind

waiting 

for the

yellow curtain 

to descend~

  

                                                                                   © Ellen Wilson