Sunday, September 8, 2013


"September is different from all other months.  It is more magical  ..... For days the weather has been the same. One wakes to see the trees outside bathed in green-gold light.  It's fresh - not cold. It's clear. The sky is a light pure blue.

 .... Midday - with long shadows.  Hot and still.  And yet there's always that taste of a berry rather than a scent of a flower in the air. "

Katherine Mansfield
Journal, September 1921


Jenny Woolf said...

marvellous - taste of a berry instead of the scent of a flower. I must read more Katharine Mansfield.

mm said...

Jenny: Yes, I particularly love that sentence.