All of my life I have been drawn to the last stages of life, whether it was roses drying, fall leaves, rust, discarded items, well used items, the past.....cemeteries, and now I find that I have joined the cycle of the slow process we all face of the gradual beautification of a life lived......embrace the patina, accept the beauty of rust, create a place where these things have meaning instead of fear, love your fall and winter. It is your story, be the good storyteller of your life and cherish what you leave behind as your patina.