Grapevine in November

There is a beautiful sadness to autumn.
A time to part, something tugs, something ebbs.
There is such clarity, sharpness and coolness in the air.
Witnessing the turning to nothing.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
“Traurigkeit” (Sadnesss)
Entführung aus dem Serail



About Michaela

I am a wanderer and a wonderer, like you are. I love our journey and to walk in the company of friends – to learn, experience, share, laugh, cry and above all I simply love this marvelous, magical, mysterious life. I have no plan (cannot believe I am saying this) and my only intention is to be truthful to myself and others.
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2 Responses to Sadness

  1. Martina says:

    And yet this is when seal pups are born ~ their new beginning ~ growing to sufficient size to depart & swim many miles in wild seas, to make a complex mental map of the watery environment.

    And a busy time of root growth, unseen in dark earth. Love it 🙂

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