Look what I spotted today!
In mediaeval times autumn was a busy month for the women of a family. It was the last chance to harvest the bounty of the hedgerows, to gather berries, nuts and seeds, to dry and preserve for the long winter months.
I don’t think the berries above are edible, just rather pretty cascading between the remaining lace of the leaves.
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day:
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
Sunsets golden light
on patchwork Dartmoor valley
The weekly photo challenge, I can’t believe it’s Friday again, but I’m really happy as I have two weeks leave now.
Jen H chose Mirror as the them for the challenge this week, and left us to interpret it in any way we like. I went to Bystock Ponds last weekend, and it was a lovely day for reflections, here’s one of my captures.
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Hunting for pumpkins
running up the summer hill
towards ripe autumn
. . . just because I like it!
Late summer calling
with the lowest hum of heat,
from earth and from air.
Hay harvested, the soil waits
for a thunderstorm to break.
I’ve been watching this fungi in the park for a couple of weeks, wondering what it is. It’s growing on an oak tree that was planted in 1911, to mark the coronation of George V and Queen Mary. The tree has had an interesting time of it, in the summer of 2009, it cracked down through its middle. Tree surgeons were able to rescue it, by reducing the crown, they say it will last another hundred years.
When I saw the fungus, I though it looked like a batch of currant buns! From what I discovered, it seems I was on the right lines.
I think they are a kind of bracket fungus, with Bread Roll Fungus for it’s common name. Unless you know any different?
Maybe these sharp thorns
that surprise the unprepared
hide a silver heart