November 22nd, 2022

Autumn is meant to be spent outside. It’s the cold humidity. The sweet smell of fresh decay. Constant change as color erupts and shimmers different hues before fading into the winter monochrome. The aromas of smoke from fires meant for heat. This year, I was blessed with the opportunity to sink into the rhythms of phenology, where change hits you so hard and so magnificently that it takes your breath away each new day