“Lost beside the sound of the wind.” – King Britt presents Sylk 130, Seasons Change
The first Monday of October in Los Angeles can be a record breaking hot day. Just a few days later and you’re snug under the blankets thankful for the warmth.
One moment you’re obsessed with the recent past. The next, you’ve only got eyes for the uncertain future.
And it’s wonderful when you’re able to notice. To accept it. To be delighted by it.
Even here in Sunny Southern California, the leaves turn.
Ain’t nothing to do but turn with ’em.
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