The autumn equinox has come and gone. Daylight is becoming stingier with her time. But the fields around here are generous.
Some of the pumpkins have already been harvested and were being loaded onto trucks as M and I drove by today.
I'm not fond of the dying light. It makes sense that we bring these substitute suns into our homes and light them with candles; bake them into pies and swallow their glow.
On Friday, I had a chandelier installed in my dining room. Darkness, I am readying myself for battle.