It has been a lot of go, go, go, coming home, falling into bed and back at it early again the next day. One of my co-workers said to me "We can do anything for a little while" and it's true we can. This last year was the first time I had to really put aside much of my personal time to make sure deadlines were being met. I could compare this experience with time spent in college--but with semester finals the only one truly affected by the outcome is the student. When you are involved in a completely new work project, your decisions and actions ripple through everyone involved. I never knew I could juggle so much or push my self so hard--and I can step back and say I think things are going well.
My first weekend away since the opening happened to land to on the Autumnal Equinox--and for the first time in a long time I feel balanced. I spent the morning reading and drinking coffee, watching squirrels and cardinals dance around my back yard. As I sat there with the cooler air swirling around me I could swear I smelled roasting pumpkin on the air that in a moment changed to the brisk clean smell of ocean mist.
It was a good day to open windows and burn sage. I finished a knitting project by blocking out a lace shawl that I had started in May after taking a road trip with a new friend to the sheep and wool festival in Lake Elmo, MN.
In the golden hour right before dusk I tossed around a stick for my dog and took the opportunity to photograph her in the magic light of afternoon.
One of my traditions is to honor the equinox and solstice with making a soup or stew--it is way a for me to bring foods from that time of the year together. Last night it was barley stew with carrots, apples and late summer tomatoes.
As I completed these small tasks, I realized the Fall is my time. It is my favorite season--seeing the harvest brought in, the completion of projects--which inevitably gives rise to new beginnings.
|Golden Hour Shaunka|