The nice thing about working at home is that when you can't stand looking at your work anymore, you can get up, wander around the garden picking dried hydrangeas (Annabelle and oak leaf), allium (summer beauty and one I can't name), and rose hips. And then stick them in some stones and put it all up on the mantel. Spring is still my favorite season, but I'm making a dedicated effort to appreciate autumn this year.
"SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness!
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells..." (Keats)