Forest Blossoms

It's 2014 and fashion rules cease to exist. White can be worn after

Labour Day. Summer dresses are seen in autumn. Black can now be

paired with both brown and navy. Mixing prints and metals? You

betcha. And florals are a year-round print. The dark ambiance assists

this dress in its seasonal transition. Black, the season-less colour. 

It's been gloomy, cold, and raining as of late. The wind is fierce and

shakes the house. The clouds are dark and somber and there is a threat

of snow. Flocks of birds feast in the grass around my house. A pair of

majestic blue jays rest on my porch. A pheasant runs frantically through

my yard and into the forest. The birds can feel it, this cold sweeping in.

At night, my dog sits on the porch surrounded by darkness. Ears perked

back, he hears things I do not.  By the light of day I see prints in the mud.

It is autumn, especially the end tail, and not the summer months that

sights of animals are frequent. They rush to secure their homes against

the advent of winter. They fill their bellies full, for soon food will be

scarce. To a former city dweller, a rural autumn is a whole new world.

Outfit:

Thrifted // Hat (Made in Canada)

Thrifted // Dress

Thrifted // Cardigan

Thrifted // Belt

Thrifted // Boots (Made in Bulgaria)