Fed up for two grey days I went nowhere. Yesterday I ambled through a park infused with fragrant autumn. Soft yellow, vibrant orange, smooth brown, red. I was telling my body autumn is here. Body feels on its own terms. Body is part of this.

Now its Sunday and sunshine if not fills the sky, lightens and informs it. I want more soft leaves and soft earth. I listen to a beautiful song by George Ezra, chorus, I’d leave it all for you, listen again.

Autumn is calling and I’m out to catch it in a somewhere forest. I gaze back at blue skies over Paglia Orba, Corsica, summer.


Blue Sky Over Orba (Catching Autumn)

Sunday October 25, 2015