OCTOBER - "“All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning’s birth..."
“All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning’s birth; The grass is bright with raindrops; on the moors The hare is running races in her mirth; And with her feet she from plashy earth Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun, Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run.” from Resolution and Independence by William Wordsworth (I call it -The Joy of Morning!) Having a drink from the Michaelmas daisies There were still swallows flitting around us at Stempster House on the first day of October. After that, the skies started to change dramatically. For example, a trip across the county to the dentist was not only remarkable for the absence of swallows who'd been gathering on lines and roofs until then, but also for their replacements! Hundreds of starlings had taken their places. Now I don't know whether or not they'd been eagerly waiting to get their perches back but they were up there pretty smartish! The redwings are back. I've f...
