A November Dawn…
Autumn was a long time in arriving here in middle England. But once it had arrived its been rather terrific, but now we have the first signs of November….. as its the 22nd of the month that cannot be to bad.
Earlier in the month I was trolling through some old books on the seasons and came across this little poem. It was obviously written some time ago before climate change started to push back the seasons, when November was rather sever. No doubt it was once a familiar catalogue of occurrences but November this year has so far been very different
No Warmth, no Cheerfulness, no Healthy Ease
No Comfortable feel in the member,
No Shade, no Shine, no Butterflies, no Bees,
No Fruits, no Flowers, no Leaves, no Birds
(1799 – 1845)
(C) David Oakes 2018
15th November, the mid point of the month. One day of rain but the rest has been sunny, blue skies and temperatures well above the average for this penultimate month of the year. We had to wait along time for the traditional autumn colours but they came.
Tuesday was again crisp and bright, so it was best to take advantage of conditions before the winter…and with that in mind we headed off to our favourite peace of Derbyshire moorland at Stanton Moor. The heather has turned dark brown and the bracken a rich russet, the bark of the Silver Birch glistening white and still looking magnificent without there leaves. So join us on a stroll….
It was a day of low sun casting long shadows that emphasised its penetrating glow whilst catching the tops of the Birch. Stanton Moor is a popular location for walkers but today we had the moor to ourselves… that alone adds to the magic of the open and wild nature of the moor. Most walkers make a beeline for the Nine Ladies Stone Circle, its Druid connections adding to its mystery. Though quiet today it will be a very busy location on the 21st December and the Winter Solstice. Today all is peaceful with the stones appearing to shrink into there surrounds of the woodland glade….
There was time to just sit and enjoy the scene, the tall leafless Birch, those distinctive smells of old heather and bracken and enjoy the warmth from the November sun…though you did need to find a sheltered spot out of the breeze…
As we left for home the sun dropped lower giving the Cork Stone an added glow to is isolated location
Judging by the changing skyscape one wonders if a change in the weather is on the way…it has to come sometime.
(C) David Oakes 2018