Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.
we have been having the most beautiful misty mornings here in our little valley.
yesterday i walked up the lane, where the trees and hedgerow are the most amazing collection of colours, i reached the top of the hill and was beyond the mist through to blue skies and could look back down and see the cottage roofs and lower hills poke through the mist and every thing around me sparked silver in the sun. i crossed a stile into my field with the stream and could see the tiny specks of swampy and cody far down in the next field...where a small blanket of mist was laying...it was such a site.
the smell of the leaves and earth surrounding me brought me closer to the earth...it made me feel more grounded following Samhain, where i was so connected to my ancestors and feeling slightly disconnected from the world.
that feeling has left me now...in fact i am sure that my great grandad chose the time of my walk to leave me for as i walked through the small woods close to the top of the hill i caught a dark human figure in my peripheral vision ahead of me, that, once i had noticed it, moved across into the woods to my left.
so i have been left for another year, to live my life with the turning of the wheel.
Final touches are being put on the new space today in preparation for our grand opening tomorrow! I hope to see you there!
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