It’s been a funny time as of late. The usual blues I feel after Jason leaves seem to have stuck around, and it’s been hard to shake them.
I am profoundly affected by light and weather emotionally, and it now being dark by 8 p.m., along with some Mistral and cooler nights, makes it more difficult. Even in a place as amazing as this, after what I would consider three perfect summer months, the autumn sends me into a bit of a tailspin that’s hard to extricate myself from. Even though I soaked up every bit of summer, I still struggle to accept its end. It could also have been packing up from Chez Paula to head to my fifth different accommodation of my sojourn, house-sitting in Le Barroux for friends. Even though it’s not the end of my time here, it always makes my heart ache a little to leave what has become home to me.
But here we are, October first, and it’s impossible to deny the season is changing. Thankfully, this past week has been glorious and sunny with many days reaching up to +30, including today. One never knows past mid-September if you’ll ever see those summery days again, but we have lucked out this year after a short spell of less-than-ideal weather. This has indeed brightened my mood, along with some fun meals and visits with friends, new bike routes with breathtaking views, and feeling warm air on my skin.
As my time here winds down, it’s hard not to feel sad knowing I won’t be riding these routes or seeing these views forever. Then again, we always want the good to last forever. But we can’t slow time or the seasons, alors, c’est la vie.
