So this endless summer we're having is probably why I've been spending so much time working on photos that I took LAST October. I've been post-processing a lot of them with the new tools I have (which I didn't have a year ago) and creating lovely autumnal scenes that I wish and wish were real. Then I post my latest creation on my Etsy store, turn and look out at the deceiving autumnal light that shines out in the garden and makes me think it's really cool enough to go out and "play" with my sledgehammer. I sigh and turn back to the computer to start working on another photo from last year.
I have to admit that I did do some work on some non-autumn photos. And interestingly enough, I didn't have nearly as much fun or feel as inspired and "alive" when I did them as when I work on the autumnal scenes. Weird, isn't it? And the non-autumn ones are nice too. It's so bizarre how much my soul wants reminders of cooling off at this time of year instead of reminders of warm days.
Of course, I can't complain too much because thanks to this extended summer my roses have all decided to have a third major bloom for the year and look fantastic. But instead of posting photos of the roses, I'm posting photos of the autumn I'm yearning to have. I'm such a silly discontented woman, aren't I?
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