By Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog A few years ago, when I was living in a different town, I used to get coffee from a girl who hated the summer. What it was she hated about it I couldn’t quite tell, probably the intensity of it. She was shy and her sentences often … [Read more…]
by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog On Autumn ‘Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round that thatch-eves run’ John Keats’ opening lines of ‘To Autumn’ picture a busy god culminating the over-brimmed ‘clammy cells’ … [Read more…]
Living north of the equator it’s three short months between the Summer Solstice and the Autumn Equinox. Summer comes and goes quickly and when mid-September comes, we know it’s all nearing a close. The heat of summer often lingers while the light declines and the withering leaves crackle underfoot as the trees begin their seasonal … [Read more…]