The piece on the studio table at the moment is ‘Sunset over Loch Awe’ (Loch Awe is a beautiful loch in Argyll and Bute in Scotland and is the longest freshwater loch in Scotland). In some ways this is a piece about transitions, of being on the edge – the edge of day into night, the shore as the edge between land and water.
This time of year can feel like a transition too with the new school year and the autumn equinox. The season shifting felt very noticeable during the first week in September with the rain, leaves starting to turn and the berries in the hedgerows. The sun is lower during morning walks. A couple of weeks ago I was watching the swallows flying over the village green and thinking about how it wouldn’t be long before they set off on their migration south. The stove got lit for the first time at the weekend and the jumpers have come out.
The seasons will keep turning, through autumn into winter before spring comes round again. Life keeps shifting too, but I wonder whether it’s sometimes easy to get stuck at the transition point, standing on the edge, waiting for the “right time” or certainty, holding onto what has been, rather than flowing with the transitions.