I've decided I need to think positively about this time of year. For a long time, I've felt my spirits go downhill in autumn with the loss of daylight. I suppose it's SAD, but I'm not keen on medicalising it or labelling it. Plus, it miraculously goes away after Christmas, which confounds any theories (unless you want to make a theory out of this fact). Last year, though, in a kind of woolly mindful way, I made a huge effort to see the positives in the late autumn and early winter light, to appreciate the beautiful, subtle, colourful effects it has on the world. And it worked. Instead of succumbing to feeling like lead in the afternoon, I made myself look harder, think more, read more, and appreciate dusk. So this year, I'm not raging against the dying light, I'm going 'gentle into that good night'.
[Photo taken 8 October]