I thought last week it felt autumnal, a sign for me which has nothing ti do with gardening, is if I leave washing on the line too long it gets damp again!!
Definitely getting dark too early, I noticed that last week too when I was gardening and I couldn't see at 9pm and had to come in
I have a feeling we are going to have a bad winter, no scientific reason or old wives tale.......just a feeling
I still think we will have an Indian summer too (or at least I hope)
I don't want a bad winter Lily, so no naughty step, I just have a feeling Scroggin, I still do a lot of driving for work, cover most of the country so I really don't want a bad winter. Nothing worse than the M62 and the M74 when it's snowing and I travel on both
Right now I'm more worried about an ash cloud than the weather to be honest (crying and worried face as I have no smilies)
Sorry OL - got distracted. I was saying earlier I wanted a cold winter but not if it means you're in any danger Anyway,this is a very recent poem...only about a week old I think?
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Are sloes very similar looking to damsons, just a bit more round?
Definitely getting dark too early, I noticed that last week too when I was gardening and I couldn't see at 9pm and had to come in
I have a feeling we are going to have a bad winter, no scientific reason or old wives tale.......just a feeling
I'm still expecting an Indian summer
But not tomorrow
In the sticks near Peterborough
Nut, I hope you're right I want some more sunny days. It would be a long winter if thats it.
If your right OL, its the naughty step for you
I don't want a bad winter, I quite liked last years, wasn't too cold.
An autumnal poem anyone?
I still think we will have an Indian summer too (or at least I hope)
I don't want a bad winter Lily, so no naughty step, I just have a feeling
Right now I'm more worried about an ash cloud than the weather to be honest (crying and worried face as I have no smilies)
Slowly fades the Summer sun
Swiftly does the twilight come.
Day by day the air's more chilled -
but harvest means my freezer's filled!
Mellow fruitfulness? Season of mist?
Oh, no, not yet or I'll be very upset if we don't have an Indian summer
Sorry OL - got distracted. I was saying earlier I wanted a cold winter but not if it means you're in any danger
Anyway,this is a very recent poem...only about a week old I think?
Summer's End
Summer's heaving bounty,
plentiful gorged on sagging boughs,
drifts,beneath diluted suns,
to September's
murmuring of mists,
where weary bees,
shadow chilled,
mourn the fled season.
August 2014