Today is St Luke’s feast day here and I’m going to cook the apple & ginger crumble. Although we aren’t having a little summer (we are having a wintery day in spring, so I guess that’s acceptable!)
Since reading this post, I’ve been remembering the prayer that I said when I was little
Oooh yes, I know that prayer/blessing too! Thank you for the thought that we are actually being surrounded by guardian mythical beasts (including an angel ...)! It actually has a lot in common with the Celtic blessings which call on the four elements when you look at it that way. I hope you enjoyed the crumble if you made it x
Yes still St Luke’s day as it’s on the church calendar but it’s not really honoured here. I will certainly have a little winter & just about to enjoy the crumble!
I’ve just read this. A bit late as we’ve just past the full moon and October’s end is upon us. Harvest is mostly done: the squashes and pumpkins are curing under the table, the last runner beans are drying on trays. Today I’ll be dealing with the bramley apples turning them to sauce. I was fascinated by your swan stories and lore, and those incredible “modern” ancient swan pendants. I think swans are spirit guides. Or maybe advocates? in these over-literal times?
It has suddenly gotten cold where I am and the bats are gone but the owls are stepping in to fill the night with screeches and haunting cries and silent hunting.
I remember reading about stillborn babies lay to rest on swan wings myself and finding it very touching. Thank you Imogen I really enjoy reading the poems and wish I could understand them as well as you do, I guess I end up with my own thoughts on what they all mean. I'm looking for a poetry group here where I live. Here in Kent we have had some wind and rain but nowhere near as much as other parts of the country with storm Babet. I really feel for the folk who have suffered during it. This time of the year fills me with joy as the season changes. There is a definite shift and I find it easy to breath again after the summer. I am not a religious person but get drawn to churchyards for the beauty in the them, the nature and the feeling of folk who have left us long ago and I like to think about their lives and the way they lived. What lessons they could teach us now? Imogen, I have a robin in the garden who follows me everywhere, asking for mealworms and brushing past my shoulder as I garden or perching itself next to me on the arm of the chair as I have my coffee break. I'm sometimes sure it's my dad who died in 2020 and I sometimes say "Hi Dad" when I see him and no-one is with me. Do you have a robin or a bird following you as you work in your garden I wonder? Thank you for your beautiful writings Imogen, I enjoy them when I wake they're a lovely start to my day. Much Love Tina. xxx
Today is St Luke’s feast day here and I’m going to cook the apple & ginger crumble. Although we aren’t having a little summer (we are having a wintery day in spring, so I guess that’s acceptable!)
Since reading this post, I’ve been remembering the prayer that I said when I was little
Matthew, Mark, Luke, John
Bless this bed that I lay on
Now I’m surrounded by all those mythical beasts!
Oooh yes, I know that prayer/blessing too! Thank you for the thought that we are actually being surrounded by guardian mythical beasts (including an angel ...)! It actually has a lot in common with the Celtic blessings which call on the four elements when you look at it that way. I hope you enjoyed the crumble if you made it x
Thankyou thankyou Thankyou!!!
I loved reading this, especially about St. Luke. It’s something that I can somehow weave into my own wobbly year.
Saint Lukes's Day is still there isn't it, even in the Southern Hemisphere? Maybe you have a Little Winter instead? x
Yes still St Luke’s day as it’s on the church calendar but it’s not really honoured here. I will certainly have a little winter & just about to enjoy the crumble!
I’ve just read this. A bit late as we’ve just past the full moon and October’s end is upon us. Harvest is mostly done: the squashes and pumpkins are curing under the table, the last runner beans are drying on trays. Today I’ll be dealing with the bramley apples turning them to sauce. I was fascinated by your swan stories and lore, and those incredible “modern” ancient swan pendants. I think swans are spirit guides. Or maybe advocates? in these over-literal times?
It has suddenly gotten cold where I am and the bats are gone but the owls are stepping in to fill the night with screeches and haunting cries and silent hunting.
Thank you for your wonderful writings.
I remember reading about stillborn babies lay to rest on swan wings myself and finding it very touching. Thank you Imogen I really enjoy reading the poems and wish I could understand them as well as you do, I guess I end up with my own thoughts on what they all mean. I'm looking for a poetry group here where I live. Here in Kent we have had some wind and rain but nowhere near as much as other parts of the country with storm Babet. I really feel for the folk who have suffered during it. This time of the year fills me with joy as the season changes. There is a definite shift and I find it easy to breath again after the summer. I am not a religious person but get drawn to churchyards for the beauty in the them, the nature and the feeling of folk who have left us long ago and I like to think about their lives and the way they lived. What lessons they could teach us now? Imogen, I have a robin in the garden who follows me everywhere, asking for mealworms and brushing past my shoulder as I garden or perching itself next to me on the arm of the chair as I have my coffee break. I'm sometimes sure it's my dad who died in 2020 and I sometimes say "Hi Dad" when I see him and no-one is with me. Do you have a robin or a bird following you as you work in your garden I wonder? Thank you for your beautiful writings Imogen, I enjoy them when I wake they're a lovely start to my day. Much Love Tina. xxx