"He showed me something small, no bigger than a hazelnut,...
I thought: What can this be? I was amazed that it could last,...I thought because of its littleness, it would suddenly have fallen into nothing. ,...
It lasts and always will, because God loves it; and thus everything has being through the love of God."
Julian of Norwich
Monday, 10 September 2012
Autumn in the Air
The fresh morning chill of the garden is bright with early sunshine.
The close tapestry of the leaves shimmer with heavy dew threaded through with the
fragile beauty of cobwebs.
Insubstantial as a whisper,
but trap -tough,
they hang enticingly punctuating the green spaces
which glow with a final flourish of colour.
After a spectacularly poor summer the darkening evenings are coming in too soon but I still thrill to the strange expectant hush of autumn;