Shorter Days

Every year at this time, I feel a sense of nostalgia for fall and all the memories it brings. Cozy warm sweaters, a crackling fire, and gorgeous leaves on the maple trees. I could never really put my finger on exactly why this always happens to me at the end of July and the beginning of August. This year, it hit me that the days have just started to get shorter. Duh! Why have I never figured this out? 

 

It also seems incredibly ironic that this is when the sunflowers bloom. Do you notice little things like this? I have always been in tune with these natural patterns, but somehow I never connected them with the days getting shorter. 

So, I lit the oil lamp and made a bouquet of sunflowers in my cottage corner. I relished the sun going down sooner and the atmosphere feeling cozier. Fall has always been my favorite season. So now I know it's on its way.

What is your favorite season?

In Victory,

Sherry