Beautifully written and love the painting with that essence of summer glowing out and the hint of visits to the beach where you always find pieces of broken, smooth edged pottery wherever you are. I hadn’t realised how quickly August had passed until we were walking along the shore of Loch Lubnaig and noticed the changing colours of the leaves on the trees across the water. I have taken lots of photos and hoping for some inspiration for some artwork when we get back to London. Thank yuo so much for sharing this. Looking forward to seeing your artwork once your back into the studio.
Thank you Dawud, I imagine Scotland was wonderfully inspiring! We are also noticing rapid changes here, and that it’s dark already by just after eight. Autumn is creeping in, in all her beautiful ways.
I would love to be here in Autumn. It’s my favourite part of the year as a photographer and I live near two fascinating parks that offer lots of opportunities for photographing the changing colours.
What beautiful descriptions of summer. August on the West Coast of Scotland has been one of endless rain, and I find myself longing for autumn when the bracken bronzes and dies back and I can get out into the woods again.
Thank you so much Sarah, we’ve had our fair share of rain here in Yorkshire too, I think it makes the warm sunny days so much more special. I’m also finding myself gently craving those things you mention too. Each day that passes feels like a step closer 🍁🍂
Thank you for that beautiful reflection! 😍 I struggle with letting go of summer, too. I so much appreciate the beauty of autumn, but the end of summer always comes too soon and in such a sneaky way that at this time of year, I'm always carrying around a little bubble of anticipatory grief - will this be the last time to walk barefoot through the grass? Did I savour that last swim enough? What if the weather changes and there will be no more lake swimming this year? 🤷♀️ It's a constant practice in holding ambivalence and in active gratitude.
Thank you so much for sharing this, anticipatory grief is definitely something I feel too, a feeling that is cradled and carried until the irrevocable passing into autumn has made itself fully known.
I’ve been finding it very difficult to paint over the summer too with the heat giving me brain fog and also taking time off to have lovely days out in the sun! I’m sure autumn will be here before we know it! x
Yes, it does feel like brain fog doesn’t it? I seem to lose all sense of purpose and motivation when it’s hot and sunny. It’s feeling very autumnal here this morning…🍁🍂
Beautifully written and love the painting with that essence of summer glowing out and the hint of visits to the beach where you always find pieces of broken, smooth edged pottery wherever you are. I hadn’t realised how quickly August had passed until we were walking along the shore of Loch Lubnaig and noticed the changing colours of the leaves on the trees across the water. I have taken lots of photos and hoping for some inspiration for some artwork when we get back to London. Thank yuo so much for sharing this. Looking forward to seeing your artwork once your back into the studio.
Thank you Dawud, I imagine Scotland was wonderfully inspiring! We are also noticing rapid changes here, and that it’s dark already by just after eight. Autumn is creeping in, in all her beautiful ways.
I would love to be here in Autumn. It’s my favourite part of the year as a photographer and I live near two fascinating parks that offer lots of opportunities for photographing the changing colours.
Summer described so beautifully! ☀️
You’re very kind, thank you so much Nikki 🩷
Beautiful words and a beautiful painting 🙏
Thank you so much 🩵
What beautiful descriptions of summer. August on the West Coast of Scotland has been one of endless rain, and I find myself longing for autumn when the bracken bronzes and dies back and I can get out into the woods again.
Thank you so much Sarah, we’ve had our fair share of rain here in Yorkshire too, I think it makes the warm sunny days so much more special. I’m also finding myself gently craving those things you mention too. Each day that passes feels like a step closer 🍁🍂
Thank you for that beautiful reflection! 😍 I struggle with letting go of summer, too. I so much appreciate the beauty of autumn, but the end of summer always comes too soon and in such a sneaky way that at this time of year, I'm always carrying around a little bubble of anticipatory grief - will this be the last time to walk barefoot through the grass? Did I savour that last swim enough? What if the weather changes and there will be no more lake swimming this year? 🤷♀️ It's a constant practice in holding ambivalence and in active gratitude.
Thank you so much for sharing this, anticipatory grief is definitely something I feel too, a feeling that is cradled and carried until the irrevocable passing into autumn has made itself fully known.
I love your painting 💕
I’m so pleased to hear that, thank you very much 😊
I’ve been finding it very difficult to paint over the summer too with the heat giving me brain fog and also taking time off to have lovely days out in the sun! I’m sure autumn will be here before we know it! x
Yes, it does feel like brain fog doesn’t it? I seem to lose all sense of purpose and motivation when it’s hot and sunny. It’s feeling very autumnal here this morning…🍁🍂
Love everything about yr beautiful painting!!
I’m so happy you like it, thank you 😊
Love the colors in your painting - I can almost feel the bright summer sun and fresh breeze. Enjoyed your writing too- so relatable.
Thanks so much! I appreciate you taking the time to read, and for your kind words 😊