Lughnasa heralds the beginning of Autumn in the Celtic calendar.
Leaves have already begun to drop, with the gentle Birch tree being the first to shed.
There is so much fertility in this annual drop…Bealtaine now boasts reasonable soil, compared to ten years ago!
The change is equally gentle this year, as the summer gradually fades.
Sedums are developing their flower heads, slow to open, with big, flat, pink flowers coming through.
Pockets of light mist occur in the early evening, shrouding valleys and dips.
Lughnasa is my favourite month as the transition into Autumn begins.
Tonight a full moon will rise.
The air is still. Woodsmoke drifts lazily from the old stone chimney and bats begin to venture out.
I am half-sick of the daily news and the threat of war.
I have started knitting again, as a form of relaxing therapy and a choice to be constructive in the face of impending destruction!
Just handling the pure wool and staring at the colours and textures is both a comfort and a delight!
As we enter Autumn we are ready for change.
As we are driven into unstable times, so we need to prepare too.
Creating is important.
It keeps us grounded and optimistic.
The seasons continue, undisturbed by the vagaries of man.
And so shall I!