The light for one thing. Once the trees lose their leaves, the sunlight can get through and light up the woods. It seems brighter around the barn and for that alone, November is good.
The smells of autumn. Leaves on the ground. The grass mowed for the last time. Crisp air which hints at the snows to come. Fall flowers still smell good and grace our home and gallery. Apples beyond ripe in the orchard fill the air with a certain piquant sweetness.
The pace slows down. We're still very busy. Stacking wood, throwing pottery, dusting the gallery, sketching the next new ideas for the winter, anticipating the last OPEN HOUSE of the year, trimming pottery, firing pottery.
We've got one more firing to complete this year and it's going to be full of orders. We take our promise to get these done and mailed in time for Christmas surprises. We love, love, love filling pottery orders.
The end of the season is bittersweet. I love meeting new people, seeing old friends and learning something everyday. But at the end of October, I'm ready to slow down a little, which is why we change to fall hours. Gives us a little more time to think, something vital for an artist. We get away from our little piece of heaven on earth and gain perspective.