That's the second time I've seen that Rachel Carson quote in the space of an hour, in very different context - it reminds me of my dad who did retain his sense of wonder right til the end. Definitely something to aim for!
I am so happy autumn is here. Just even the word autumn makes me happy. But so do the deciduous trees dressing up in their finest garb before throwing their clothes off for the winter to stand silent.
It felt so strange a beautiful to find that you’d quoted me here, at the end of August, the beginning of autumn (my children will rail against this and say but September is actual fall! But not where I’m from . The seasons are short up north. And August was always my favourite. August and Autumn. Both beautiful words.)
Hurray! I love the way au words evoke autumn, awe, fog and smoke and fall. Sending love in return, my friend. I adore your thoughts shared on your Substack.
That's the second time I've seen that Rachel Carson quote in the space of an hour, in very different context - it reminds me of my dad who did retain his sense of wonder right til the end. Definitely something to aim for!
it's a great quote. i guess we're all sharing it now :)
I am so happy autumn is here. Just even the word autumn makes me happy. But so do the deciduous trees dressing up in their finest garb before throwing their clothes off for the winter to stand silent.
It felt so strange a beautiful to find that you’d quoted me here, at the end of August, the beginning of autumn (my children will rail against this and say but September is actual fall! But not where I’m from . The seasons are short up north. And August was always my favourite. August and Autumn. Both beautiful words.)
I am sending love from the end of summer.
Hurray! I love the way au words evoke autumn, awe, fog and smoke and fall. Sending love in return, my friend. I adore your thoughts shared on your Substack.
So true au to awe. I love playing with words alongside you!