I will, in honor of the coming season of witches, Spells, Covens candy and mercantile madness; allow myself a Pumpkin beer to be in tune with the coming season. I prefer hard Apple or Pear Cider, but can get down some Pumpkin Brew.
However, No coffee, creamers, Cream Cheese, Lattes, Teas, Smoothies, ice cream, Gelato, Granitas, sorbets, or any other Pumpkin concoctions. I did, at one time let Miner Frank buy me a Kale Smoothie. It was in a different state and it was on a dare, so I had to consume it. But enough!
These three critters live on our patio all year round and now have their month in the sun, So I thought I would share them.
Now the primary purpose of this post, is to honor Arts and artists here in Long Beach on September 24th.
Art is not about anything but itself, and in all forms it heals, inspires, vexes, consoles and offers insights other than one's own. Be well all, the Season of the Witch is on us.
gently at first.
Fey and timid, probing,
Asking mute permission,
embracing the land,
changes, in its absence.
A soft shimmer replaces summers glare.
Secret caverns, wooded places,
Pockets of breezes birthed in the sea,
send tendrils, fogs, zephyrs.
Each more bold as the sun grows furtive,
It comes in softness
scented in ceremony,
celebrated by earth and sky
as always, It returns