Its Out there now

In the dark of the October night, it is out there now... In the cooler rain of the fall it is out there now... Evening winds tug at the leaves, they fall to the mulch... all is quiet save the wind, which moves at will under the cloud scudded moon. I am not there today, some days i stay in in the warmth of the house, leaving my nature shrine to the elements and the energies , till i return once more. Strange toadstools have appeared, twilight prevails as the year moves on. I am here, in the light, yet i can picture the place, as clear in my mind as a lucid dream. I have magicked and mythed the place, my psyche mixes and melds with the dreams of the fox. This is what happens, when we plug into the realms' of the natural world.