"As seasons changed..."

 

Painting above: Spring, Summer, Winter, Autumn (c. 1860-1862) by Paul Cezanne

As seasons changed, I thought I heard voices in the wind, the wind which returned there each night, the wind that lived on the island [...] I felt and heard the first voice of winter already singing, trying to insinuate itself into our bones. Even the air seemed fire red, with its sharp chill against skin, and the leaves falling.

- from Solar Storms by Linda Hogan

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