I love the first hint of autumn; that sudden rich earthy smell, the reds and golds, unexpected mists and the rhythm of the falling leaves. The garden is overflowing with rosy crab apples, swollen fruit, berries of all description, rose hips, nuts and acorns. The toadstools are back. Despite being the fourth most deadly mushroom …
Life is slowing down in the gardens. The grass no longer grows and the perpetual rain of falling leaves drowns out the song of the birds, who sing softly, now the urgency of summer is behind them. Only the melodic robins sing on throughout the days and nights, rehearsing their spring songs. Back and forth …
Life has been a little surreal around here of late. I’m adapting to many things, crutches in particular, although sometimes I forget all about them and jump up, only to then gaze fearfully around, as though I’m trapped in sinking sand, unable to take a step to retrieve them. I usually end up lunging wildly …
a little Magick. Emergence. I love this time of the year. Day by day, the mossy lawn reveals what lies beneath. It’s full of secrets. Usually the toadstools form a perfect circle. This year they have decided to march across the lawn. Did you know, that mushrooms/fungi are more closely related to people than they …
I’d like to thank you all for your caring comments on my last post. I do appreciate you. Thank you, Kitty, for your endless support, kindness and understanding, and for this beautiful book. It is such a peaceful read; a real gem, the kind of book you constantly go back to. How well you know …
Gathering seed. There is no denying now, that summer has come and gone, and yet, even though autumn is obviously making it’s presence felt, I have to say that I can’t remember a more beautiful September. The days are warm and dry, and yet there is that wonderful autumn chill in the air, and an …
Miles and miles of empty beach, heavenly! Daughter and her partner have now found a house and shall be moving out soon…..but first it needs to be decorated and as they have no time to take off work hubs and I have taken two weeks off to get the place sorted. For the first five …
Each evening as it get’s dark I hear the geese flying overhead and love to listen to their melancholy calls. You can just about see them in this pic. As the hour has gone back it’s now dark at four thirty. I love autumn but the long dark evenings can be depressing and leave …
Well, the nights are drawing in and it’s getting darker, earlier, by the day. I’ve noticed a real chill in the air lately, and even the sunsets are beginning to look a little frosty. Hubs and I did the hour long hike to the pub the other night to see if the swifts and house martins were …
