October blues

...but November´s at the door here in Berlin already,
knocking with a heavy fist...













The Berry Blues Pack has been marked as sold out
for a while, but I did have some dyed fabrics left,
so I packaged a few more - and I have that piece of
vine leaves silk from Monday in the shop, too...














"O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
To-morrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
To-morrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow,
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know;
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away;
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes' sake along the wall."

(Robert Frost: October)


Wouldn´t have minded beginning the hours of
this hushed October day (as any day´s) slow, slow,
slow - but the leaf blowers were in full ugly action...
There´s some refuge at least for the chestnut leaves
on the balcony, before tomorrow´s wind shall waste
them all...