FIRESIDE TALES

My blog FIRESIDE TALES contains the stories I wrote several years ago for my grandson.
They tell of an old druid and a young lad discovering the magic of nature and the nature of magic.

I doubt that I shall continue writing this series but if you enjoy reading them then perhaps the adventures will continue in your own imagination......

You can find FIRESIDE TALES on the link HERE

LATE SUMMER

Samhain means 'summers end' and is followed by the start of Winter. This year the festival of Samhain is on 7th November.   

The ancients knew a three season year, spring, summer and winter.

I have no idea who is to blame for introducing the idea of an autumn to Ireland.

The grass is still growing and this will continue until the daylight temperature drops to below 10 degrees Centigrade.

Today the temperature is slightly over 14 degrees which means that Heron will have get the mower out of the shed and tidy up the garden. He might also cut a few newly grown nettles for Mrs H’s promised veggie stew.

So it being bright and sunny I took a few photos for you to view.

Our road still green

Ripe Blackberries

The Fuchsia still in bloom

Dancing ladies :)

Yellow Rose

The old Red Rose

Small yellow bloom ?

Just like the plant above the label fell off

and I have no idea what they are called :)