The End of Summer

"Every season is likeable, and wet days and fine, red wine and white, company and solitude. Even sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life, can be full of dreams; and the most common actions—a walk, a talk, solitude in one’s own orchard—can be enhanced and lit up by the association of the mind. Beauty is everywhere, and beauty is only two finger’s-breadth from goodness. So, in the name of health and sanity, let us not dwell on the end of the journey."

-Virginia Woolf

I walked for hours today. I was trying to figure something out. Then I realized that the seasons are changing again. I am about to encounter new narratives and maybe even re-visit some familiar ones. Enjoy the Fall Season.