Autumn XXVIII


"Ravens are the birds I'll miss most when I die. If only the darkness into which we must look were composed of the black light of their limber intelligence. If only we did not have to die at all. Instead, become ravens." 

 Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

Comments

Been meaning to tell you I've so enjoyed your daily postings! They are perfect. The pictures are appropriately spooky and autumnal and the words are inspiring.... some are favorites and some are new to me, which I am loving!

We're almost to month's end, which saddens me. Hope your Halloween is filled with good horror and fine wine. xo
James Gracey said…
Thanks Christine - I was inspired by your Wordless October posts. It's a nice way to get into the spirit of the season if you don't have time to write reviews/make lists/do much of anything!

I hope you're keeping well, and that you have a suitably spooky Halloween. I promise to email you properly soon. x

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