Fall is full of bittersweet notions. Its short, beautiful life is a tip off to coming events. Death. The death of our roses, our tomatoes, the end of long days, the end of our life. Maybe celebrations of the ‘old-style All Hallow’s Eve’ that acknowledged the dead, to be followed the day after by honoring Saints gave people a tangible sense of the often abstract nature of beginnings and endings, light and dark. The myriad of colors in the spectrum between light and dark are subtle, rich, brilliant… Continue reading →
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