It's the in-between time, that time when one season makes it's shift into the next, and it takes my breath away. There's always a sense of excitement in the air, full of promise and hope as everything changes form. The autumn. Yes, on one hand you can say that everything is dying, but it's so much more. The shedding of form, of what's visible now moves toward entropy, chaos and transformation into the unseen. And yet, life quivers as it moves to earth and we begin our own descent into ourselves, moving deeper within, in harmony with the seasons. Here at the farm, that means riotous colors descending into earth tones, the baring of most trees and the thinning out of greenery as everything prepares for winter.
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