"September Morn" by Paul Emile Charbas
For me, the first morning in September always feels like stepping naked - a blank slate - into a lake of infinite possibilities. Looking out to the horizon, I can see a new season approaching; one that promises cooler air, golden squashes, outdoor festivals, cozy fires, and shades of orange beginning to appear everywhere.
The month of my birth, September initiates my season for rebirth and renewal. It ushers in a time of reward, a time to harvest the bounty of the seeds I've planted over the past year.
Welcome September, and all the promise, beauty and hope you hold.
5 comments:
So glad to see September. Can't wait for some fall weather....
Happy Birthday! Always the beginning of a new year for us, birthday buddy. Driving past harvested wheat fields is bringing this feeling home more than ever. And that it is jeans weather here now. Happy Birthday, hope it is a wonderful year and possibilities become accomplishments! xxoo H
i too love the infinite possibilities of september...and i love how you've captured its magic so beautifully!
happy birthday month to you...
I missed this post when you wrote it--i'm so glad to have found it today. rebirth...renewal...I will welcome these as well. Hope your day yesterday was full of magic.
Gosh - I know I know that painting from somewhere?! So very cool!
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