Real November

That Heavy Autumn Smell

    I just went out to open up the barn and empty kiln etc and what an amazing morning it is. Still dark but in the light of the street light you can see the early morning mist wrapping around every tree and house like a slow passionate dance, ho;ding on tight before light arrives to spoil things.
   As I walked down the path to the barn through that golden carpet of cherry leaves the autumn smell was stunning, so strong I just stood by the pond taking in every second, that damp yet pleasant aroma that only November can bring.
   Now I sit with my early morning cuppa while the kiln warms ready for another day at my faithful torch, my head full of ideas for the day. This last few days have been great with most beads I made turning out just how I wished, I've been making more hollow beads which is also a nice way to spend a couple of hours and I even made a few slider toys which I used to make and sell years ago, maybe I'll list a couple in the etsy shop later in the week, they make interesting little beads that people fiddle with for hours when worn.
   Light is just starting to open up the wide skies here in the fens and the tips of conifer trees form an army of dancing shadows in the breeze, the early mist rolls over the farmland behind the barn where the carpet of the plough gives cover for the odd small game bird, a whole different world from the front of the cottage as work traffic noise starts to fill the air, headlights reflecting in window glass every few minutes.
   How I love this time of day and the life I lead, it wasn't that many years ago when it was me setting off on an hours drive to work in the darkness, dreading the day ahead and longing for the weekend, oh how different I feel now with every morning bringing a fresh exciting day and that love affair with glass still warm and new, I'm so so lucky.