It’s funny, how quickly autumn has snuck up on me. It’s not just the way I’ve suddenly (finally!) got to shift away from all-flowers-all-the-time—the light is changing (or disappearing entirely), my routines are changing, all of it.
I love it.
I mean, yeah, it’s a challenge, trying to find subjects when I’ve been running on autopilot for months. I haven’t got the hang of it quite yet—and I probably won’t before this beautiful light is gone entirely, which is a bit annoying—but it’s something different.
I’m starting to feel the spark again.