One day last year I had the fortune to see the long shadows over the plowed field, with again that mystical fog!
Also I have come to the conclusion, that autumn and winter are much better times for me to work on my writing and arty projects- which make me happy. In the summer I am outside - a lot- (and probably do way to much in the garden). The garden, is a pretty happy place to be as well, just more physically demanding. Now September is here and I can hear the school bell every few hours, I am settling into my work again.