Please Comment: 9. SEPTEMBER MUSINGS

From Our Blog · Sep 25, 2024

New blog post by Eva Ulian – discussions in this thread, please
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When, after the August sun, the first rains fall there’s something nostalgically magical that lures you outside or look through a window in silence and be embedded with the atmosphere.
You feel the moments of childhood crowding around you:
when the first days of school were mingled with the anticipation of falling leaves;
when learning and the smell of books was solace and comfort;
when sparrows and thrushes sought refuge on your window sill;
but most of all,
when the sound of Christmas bells echoed from a far and distant memory.

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By @Eva Ulian
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Claire G · Sep 26, 2024

This is wonderful! Thank you for sharing xx

Eva Ulian · Sep 26, 2024

Claire G said:
This is wonderful! Thank you for sharing xx

So kind Claire. :heart:

Mel L · Sep 27, 2024

Beautifully evocative, Eva!

Eva Ulian · Sep 28, 2024

Mel L said:
Beautifully evocative, Eva!

Thank you, so much Mel. :heart:

Please Comment: 9. SEPTEMBER MUSINGS

From Our Blog

When, after the August sun, the first rains fall there’s something nostalgically magical that lures you outside or look through a window in silence and be embedded with the atmosphere.

You feel the moments of childhood crowding around you:

when the first days of school were mingled with the anticipation of falling leaves;

when learning and the smell of books was solace and comfort;

when sparrows and thrushes sought refuge on your window sill;

but most of all,

when the sound of Christmas bells echoed from a far and distant memory.

Claire G

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Mel L

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Please Comment: 9. SEPTEMBER MUSINGS

From Our Blog

When, after the August sun, the first rains fall there’s something nostalgically magical that lures you outside or look through a window in silence and be embedded with the atmosphere.​

You feel the moments of childhood crowding around you:​

when the first days of school were mingled with the anticipation of falling leaves;​

when learning and the smell of books was solace and comfort;​

when sparrows and thrushes sought refuge on your window sill;​

but most of all,​

when the sound of Christmas bells echoed from a far and distant memory.​

Claire G

Eva Ulian

Mel L

Eva Ulian

Further Articles from the Author Platform

Café Life Tag Cloud

Similar threads

Latest Articles By Litopians

When, after the August sun, the first rains fall there’s something nostalgically magical that lures you outside or look through a window in silence and be embedded with the atmosphere.

You feel the moments of childhood crowding around you:

when the first days of school were mingled with the anticipation of falling leaves;

when learning and the smell of books was solace and comfort;

when sparrows and thrushes sought refuge on your window sill;

but most of all,

when the sound of Christmas bells echoed from a far and distant memory.