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"October carries a kind of gravity.
The hedgerows swell with berries and hips, the air is damp with petrichor, and the sweet musk of decay rises from the forest floor. Darkness lengthens, the soil drinks the rain, and the trees loosen their grip, scattering their leaves to the ground.
It is a month that teaches us how beauty and loss belong together. That abundance and decline are not opposites, but companions.
That the end of a cycle can be as radiant as its beginning. When we walk into October, we walk into the truth of the wild:
that endings are not emptiness, but the womb of what will come."
ART Tijana Lukovic
