As the sun came out I decided that Alban Elfed would be a good day to go for my first walk in the woods since Marmite died. It was a little bitter sweet but I definitely needed the fresh air and to see the start of the changing of the season for myself. Now for … Continue reading Walking the Day Away
Today is the Autumn Equinox, which I refer to as Alban Elfed. So currently Damh the Bard is playing in the background and I am curled up on the couch with a blanket, crocheting. Later there will be baking, wine and candlelight.
Wilfred Owen is probably the best know of the WWI poets and his death, which occurred during the Allied attempt to retake the Sambre-Oise Canal just 8 days before the armistice was signed has come to symbolise the dreadful waste of war. Owen wrote the majority of his poems between August 1917 and September 1918. … Continue reading WWI: Fifty two months, fifty two posts – 50 – Smile, Smile, Smile