I love the way the light looks different in every season. The frozen skies of winter, sunsets muted with pearl and pink. Soft spring skies, new green and gentle rain. And of course the fiery blue of summer. But by the end of summer, the light always starts to look a little bit different. A little less fierce, as if making way for the grand finale.
The light in September, in my opinion, can often combine the best of the other seasons … The brilliant and still-warm blue of summer remains, the leaves that began in spring still edging its horizons, only now with brilliant bursts of colour. And the sunsets of winter can be seen at the end of ever-shortening days, whispers of colder days to come.
September reminds me of beautiful things, and makes me grateful for each one. And I’m particularly grateful for all the gifts, experiences, and hopes of students, for their bright anticipation of the coming year.
I wish every one of them community and belonging, and learning relevant to their lives. And I know educators will support them throughout.
What an amazing role we have, what a chance to make a difference. May each one of you have a wonderful start to the school year, and enjoy every moment of this glorious September light.
