On my walks there is often one thing in particular that tugs at my attention. Last Monday, the vibrant green of the golf course's grass was begging to be breathed in. On a couple afternoons, scattered bushes of small white daisies were a particular joy. Saturday. it was the clarity of the October light that caught my eye.
I wanted to put the clear quality of autumn's sunlight into a few juicy poetic words but came up dry - though the words may still come. However, this morning I came across a quote by Henry David Thoreau about autumnal light. He uses the word simplicity, "simplicity of light" - perfect.
"I am struck by the simplicity of light in the atmosphere in the autumn, as if the earth absorbed none, and out of this profusion of dazzling light came the autumnal tints."
