The wheel is turning.

I opened the front door to see the most beautiful rainbow over Longstone Edge. Grabbing my kit I set out on a walk on what we lovingly call the Rivendell round. In the hedgerow signs of Autumn were obvious in the changing colours. Blackberries finished now and elderberries were looking splendid.

Showers whipped in on the wind coming and going and leaving faint rainbows that hung like ghosts an the damp air.

There was a sense of timelessness in the atmosphere. Sheltering under a canopy of branches I felt as though my body had dissolved and all that remained was the essence of “me”.


“time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future” .TS Eliot.