Monday, September 01, 2014

rage against the dying of the light

First of September and I had to be dragged kicking and screaming - almost literally - from the summer cottage because it really is a bit too cold and too dark to stay there overnight now and people say I have to work.

Mad with melancholy and there's a long, long, LONG winter ahead.
Bonfire celebration at summer's end

2 comments:

Aruni RC said...

and you will never have never gone gentle into that good night!

Different Pen said...

Never! I will continue to rage until the light returns.