Why Fall Musings?

Who am I?

Well my friends call me a mind-boggler and aptly so.

When life brings you to crossroads  and the outside world shakes your identity, you’ve got to stick to the bare minimum and survive.

So did I.

I had to shed all that was extravagant and handpick the bare minimum for myself. It was then that I decided to start a journey to seek the elements which form me, and perhaps later acquire a more profound realisation of self.

This is the beginning of my journey.

My Inspiration?

A lost friend.

Like a child recklessly losing the cool shade of a plum tree on a warm sunny day; from its safe cradle to taking the outlandish sun face to face.

But isn’t that life? A constant flux of shadows and sunshine.

This is just a humble effort to nurture similar shade for the sunshines that tomorrow might unfold.

Why Fall?

Fall and early mornings have one thing in common, things are purest, in their most raw form during this time. And what is more beautiful than seeing someone and something naked; layered in nothing but their skin?

Hence, fall.

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WAKEHURST PLACE, SUSSEX – AUTUMN – EARLY MORNING SUNLIGHT ILLUMINATES JAPANESE MAPLE TREES (ACERS) NEAR THE LAKE

Seeds log #1

So last season, my husband and I planted flower seeds in our garden. This was my first experience of gardening and I have to say that it was one of the most magical moments seeing the lil ones sprout!

Here’s a flashback to last year’s work:

Voila!

Okay so this year, I’ve thought of keeping an activity log of plantation here. I’ll keep a track of lil seedlings progress! Hopefully, we’ll have a colourful spring!

So here it goes,

Day#1

Tray#1

  • Jafri F1
  • Calendula F1

Tray#2

  • Cineraria F1
  • Antirrhinum F1
  • Dahlia F1
  • Marigold F1
  • Carnation F1

Tray#3

  • Aster

Tray#4

  • Daisy
  • Alyssum

My dearly beloved

Careful, my dearly beloved! I cant own something thats not mine. Eventually I’ll stop wanting you. I’ll be with you and not be with you. You’ll want me and not have me. I’ll have you and not want you. Two strangers in a house, we’ll live our lives in reverse. From knowing to unknowing, just like it had happened, it will unwind.

Inage by Imani Clovis

The first day is the worst

Image by Aaron Burden

It was a long day, today! And finally its nighttime, 11:23pm to be precise, 37 minutes before it’s officially over.

And the first day is the worst, right?

I have all the reason to believe that tomorrow will be a better day?

Am I living a deja vu? Are my years on a loop? Last year this time I had lost. It took me a year to gather my bits that are now floating in a vacuum. Oh I see them.

No matter what happens, I’ll never hate you Autumn. So what if you split things, you didn’t choose the Nature, you already carry too much pain. I forgive you. Until again, I’ll start collecting my bits all over again.