This evening the crows gathered, with the moon almost full.
The weather has been warm, not typical November weather. I love the feel and smell of autumn, so I’m happy with this warm sunny spell.
The crows put me in mind of The Dark is Rising (Susan Cooper). Crows as harbingers. There is a sense of stillness, of waiting.
Again my life is filled with a series of ER and doctor visits. The most recent was for my mother’s fall. Life is such a mixture of beauty and pain.