Perhaps

​I go to seek a Great Perhaps.
― François Rabelais

I love this shot and the filter and the quote. But I'm not sure I love them together? It was a tough picture to caption, or maybe I was in a weird head space. I put this all together yesterday on the last day of the job I just finished. It was the first day of November, All Saints Day, and I really wanted to post something moody and reflective. I love it when the picture and the quote come together easily but this was not one of those times. I'll probably revisit this picture at a later date and see if I can do a better job.

I do love this time of year, though. I just got back to my (temporary) home city and it's grey and witchy out, with lots of falling leaves. It feels full of the last bit of wild yearly energy before the snow falls and everything goes quiet. It's also the Day of the Dead. For the Mexicans, today is a big colorful party, which is how they celebrate just about everything, to honor the spirits of their ancestors who temporarily come back to earth and need food and drink and candy. As one does. 

I think of the Great Perhaps today. For me that's a location and also a mindset. My ancestors are in the Great Perhaps. I'll meet them there someday, if they decide to go back after partying all day today. And my current life falls into the Great Perhaps territory of not knowing what's happening next.

For now, I'm really enjoying November. I hope you all are too. 

XO