The permaculture harvest continues, along with the increasing numbers of visitors to Bealtaine Cottage.
Tomatoes are everywhere in the gardens and tunnel.
As the summer fades into Autumn, the light changes inside and around the cottage in the most delightful ways.
Onions, Blackcurrants, Peas and Broad beans are all stored for the year.
Shadow play on the door of the Lodge…isn’t this beautiful?
I noticed that there is a bumper crop of Blackberries on the hedgerows this Autumn.
There is a slight chill in the air, heralding Autumn as it transits into cooler times.
As I work, show visitors around, harvest and continue building my workshop, Missy snoozes, oblivious to it all!
Thanks for sharing!
Your work and effort realy inspire and warms me in these chaotic times.;-)
Give Missy a hug from me.
Lost one of my cats, one week ago. His name was “Chang”, He was a 6 year old Bengal-boy,and died after a stroke.:-(
Thank you for your lovely words…words are empowering, healing and vibrational sounds of good humanity.
Missy has reminded me to tell you…One never loses a loved one…cats return again and again. Chang will return. You will intuitively recognise him. Keep your heart open and ready for that time that will come!
Blessings from Bealtaine Cottage X
Colette
Reblogged this on Blue Dragon Journal and commented:
Yes! Now is not the time to get distracted and moved out of your center. Now is to be involved with living and being, grounded, happy and free from fear. It is possible.
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Reblogged this on Laura Bruno's Blog and commented:
“As the world teeters once more on the brink of chaos, in the forms of war and nuclear contamination from Fukushima, getting the harvest home and planning for next Spring is a way of keeping one’s sanity!”
So true! Yesterday my dad sent me an insightful look at the Syria situation, but it so obviously showed only one partisan side of the story. I concluded the rant that inspired with, “I don’t know what’s worse. Since the end goal has always been to take down America, it doesn’t matter which is worse. They both stink to low hell. …” And then? I went back to the garden. I manifested more flowering bushes; I ate some deliciously fresh, real food from the Earth; I planned the Fall/Winter garden, the garden next Spring. I continued updating various local people interested in my idea of planting an Urban Food Forest. In an insane world, it’s good to remember what’s real.
Another lovely post by Colette!