October “As long at autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas, and colors enough to paint the beautiful things I see.” ~ Vincent van Gogh

The work of the artist      is to turn her rage                     into flowers.                   ~Audre Lorde

The air smelled of woodsmoke, of distances, and passing time. Frost glimmer on the morning field. Crows called across the  pewter afternoons.      ~James Carlos Blake