While this morning’s post was tinged with an underlying tension and danger, this one is all afternoon light and golden hour goodness, because the world is dark enough without me adding to the madness and mystery. Fall will offer ample moments for darker matter – for now, for this afternoon, let us have the light of a clump of asters.
Asters are one of the most exiting parts of the blooming moment at hand. They saved the best for last, knowing full well their best light will hit right about now. They soak it up, soak it in, radiate beauty, and prepare for their winter rest. Would that we follow suit.
