Farewell to our dear friends and family in Canada, to the summer and to blackberry season. I find the end of summer so bittersweet. We never preserved a single blackberry, they all went straight from the vine into little tummies.
wild blackberries, digital drawing, 2004, elisa rathje
Now we are flying into the equinox, and looking forward to autumn. Cardigans and fingerless gloves, squash soup and apple pie, collecting leaves and settling back into sewing and knitting. How do you mark the change of seasons?