Next week prepare for my story BLIZZARD on BwS. Maybe you'd like to answer the Challenge Q about it -- interesting question, Don! I'll put links up on my blogs and FB/ Twitter etc...
I'll also be in the next issue of A New Ulster with a few poems.
In the meantime my favourite garden at Belsay is making Autumn preparations of its own with
Autumn Crocuses
Gunneras drooping
and a distinct change to foliage
But Belsay is ALWAYS beautiful to me.
But Belsay is ALWAYS beautiful to me.
And Autumn is my favourite time of year. Only this year I am having a little trouble convincing myself of that. Perhaps it is because, at 60 I feel I am entering it myself and I am beginning to feel an affinity -- a little creaky and lacking in colour too.
I have often noted how children love Winter ice and snow, the brisk cold and the thought of Santa Claus, whilst old folk want the Summer sunshine, the light nights. I feel I may be moving towards a preference for Spring. And maybe that is a natural progression -- to every age a season.