1 September 2012


we reach another month . time inexorably goes on . regardless of anything . carrying seasons on its shoulders . the sun moves lower . still overly hot . but the light ... there is something, very faint, almost imperceptible lingering in the air . a difference in brightness . golden . the scent of ripe fruit . the start of grape picking . the busy fields . energetic with men . the scent of quince heavily pendent on trees . soon, very soon ready to be collected . the scent of light dust blends with a vague far away mist in the early hours . arriving from the future . the sudden surprise of the shorter daylight hours . a slice on each day .

have a beautiful september!*

tenham um belo setembro! *