Gallery fordeabbey There’s a perfume to October, a warm earthiness The colour of burnt sugar and the rattle of maraca It’s the season for scattered and filtered light The Autumn stoop closely followed by the October s The beast emerging from the mist yesterday turned The mist this morning isn’t the softening the ed There’s a ten day window on the weather and the Before the colour runs, and the absence of chlorop It’s going to get a little colder was the gist o Ignoring the top third of the day and the sheet li Between clouds and within two paces. There isn’t really a season for rain, it’s eit Ignoring all the percentage odds of it being a hoo The words loosely pared with Autumn are soft and s 20 minutes of silvered shimmying through the cloud The other sort of premiere. Soft on its toes and s Snagged by the branches and filtered by the leaves The leaves on the pear tree are speckled yellow an Season of drips and fog and earthy dampness. Light changes texture, especially from the side - Load More… Follow on Instagram
