The Great Descent Towards Samhain — Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland (Reblog)

Enjoy the following audio file… A reading from my latest book, “Walking Between Worlds”… Link to the Bealtaine Cottage Bookstore: https://bealtainecottage.com/bealtaine-cottage-bookstore/ Bealtaine Cottage books are available only from this website. The days of long shadows are with us once more. Evening descends more quickly, as the light disappears into the western skies. We have passed […]

The Great Descent Towards Samhain — Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland

*Samhain festival

Moon of the Yellowing Leaves — tanja britton (Reblog)

Some days assume an ethereal quality during the living, and October 1 was just such a day. In search of fall colors, my husband and I traveled to Mueller State Park in neighboring Teller County, about 30 miles (48 Km) west of Colorado Springs. 9 o’clock in the morning found the thermometer flirting with a […]

Moon of the Yellowing Leaves — tanja britton

*Fall or autumn colours are beautiful in many ways.

Dry Seasons in October – A Poem — Suzette B’s Blog (Reblog)

Two dry seasons perch in October’s shade On one sphere birds flap wing thermometers Gliding aloft into dry season’s thermal fevers, Where armored brisk winds, in dust battalions Sandblast leftover leaves from tropical squadrons. While elsewhere, October winds sail leaf armadas Carrying moisture in gusts, home to Amazonia. Nature relaxes in the seasonal embers of […]

Dry Seasons in October – A Poem — Suzette B’s Blog

End of the Holiday Season at Hunstanton, West Norfolk

The crumbling two tone cliffs at Hunstanton, looking north.
The lovely beach at Old Hunstanton, just north of ‘new’ Hunstanton.
Looking south at Old Hunstanton
Promenading at Hunstanton.

*Autumn is here, so let’s stay on top of things.

All photographs copyright Francis Barker 2020.

The Fall is Here — but Here We Call it Autumn

Photo copyright Francis Barker 2020

In England the holiday season is all but over. It’s been short and difficult.

Now with autumn upon us, it’s hard to fathom out where this crazy year has been taking us and how fast it’s gone by — just as well, perhaps.

One of the things I have been musing upon is the name autumn, a borrowing from French, one of many thousands of French words in the English language. The older I get, the more I prefer the Stateside term ‘fall’, it is so much more expressive and, well, native.

Either way, it’s never been more important to get out and about in the fresh air when you can, especially on a glorious autumn, or fall, day.

Copyright Francis Barker 2020