in between

November 15, 2019

There’s something surreal about the merging of seasons, when one comes too early, or another stays too late. When the pigment of linden leaves has stained the snow chartreuse, and the black eyed susans are holding on for dear life. Similarly, late September heat waves always feel strange amidst a swirl of falling leaves. It’s strange and beautiful and unsettling, and a reminder that anything is possible, and that sometimes, surrendering to the surreal is all we can do.

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