suspended between seasons

the trees are naked. the the sky is gray. the soil is moist and dark. these are the two weeks of november, after the leaves have fallen, and before the snow blankets the ground, when the woods are tender and exposed. i feel protective. i want to reassure (it) that this is a temporary transition. that this is a time of uncertainty, but it will pass. for the time being, the job is to sit in the uncertainty. it is necessary.

assorted beach rocks (lake superior and mediterranean)