As I stepped outside to look at the stars briefly before bed, a habit picked up from my dad, the full moon seemed to somehow be suggesting to me that it was the start of a new year. This turning point of autumn felt like a more fitting time to think of change, not a new beginning as such but a reinvention of sorts, an inward reflection, a hibernation maybe. Staring up at the sky with a noticeably cold wind blowing from the north I felt like I was finally catching up with myself.
I recently started reading a book on Irish seasons and while I was surprised to learn that in years gone by, this time of year was 'new year', it did also feel like it made sense to me!
I love your descriptions of the natural world and the idea of looking at the night sky before bedtime. I am feeling the sense of a New Year year too, maybe its the end-of-the-wheel-of-the-year influence or simply the act of bringing in the garden's harvest and preserving food for the year ahead.
I too look at the night sky before bed, also a habit I got from my dad 😊 I so enjoy hearing about your nature walks…You are indeed lucky to live on a country lane *and* near the ocean!
I recently started reading a book on Irish seasons and while I was surprised to learn that in years gone by, this time of year was 'new year', it did also feel like it made sense to me!
I love your descriptions of the natural world and the idea of looking at the night sky before bedtime. I am feeling the sense of a New Year year too, maybe its the end-of-the-wheel-of-the-year influence or simply the act of bringing in the garden's harvest and preserving food for the year ahead.
I too look at the night sky before bed, also a habit I got from my dad 😊 I so enjoy hearing about your nature walks…You are indeed lucky to live on a country lane *and* near the ocean!
Very lucky 💚