Is there a word for when the weather changes? | Ellen Rogers

Ellen Rogers

Is there a word for when the weather changes?

Is there a word for when the weather changes?

It’s hot (for me…), which comes as a relief despite my love of winter, or at least the clothing of winter.

I’ve been enjoying the frisson my job teaching at the university brings me. Deadlines, a reason for being a mentor and watching the students flourish and grow under the same scrutiny and pressure I did as the academic year closes.

Today as I write I’ve been missing my love, Kaveh, who is writing on a retreat with cows and bucolic such and such. I know when its love, the itching fades to a lull-an ache that says, I leave you now in this moment… just so I can come back to you again.

I’m back in my studio working, nursing the high tinnitus sound that screeches and only softens when I make work again, so I’m human again. Home, in equanimity.

These images are of Savannah at Profile models, make up by Rosita D, Styling by Emilia Pelech and clothing by my beloved Ovate.

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