tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post1290350289435111151..comments2024-03-19T14:28:03.565+00:00Comments on welsh hills again: Darkness falls and the fires are litElizabeth Musgravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-72449442691454406452014-11-05T11:15:27.873+00:002014-11-05T11:15:27.873+00:00Even though we're smack in the middle of a cit...Even though we're smack in the middle of a city of millions, we still get the changing leaves, chilly nights, and - surprisingly - the lovely smell of woodsmoke - I suppose there must be people around here with fireplaces or wood stoves. This post was so wonderfully done - I almost felt like I was there! I really do love autumn, but there's always the nagging thought that winter is just around the corner. A really lovely post...thank you.MsCarolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03623997911568143459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-14151456529245700092014-11-05T10:22:13.656+00:002014-11-05T10:22:13.656+00:00Still too warm for fires here, I miss the smell of...Still too warm for fires here, I miss the smell of woodsmoke, part of autumn, scenting the air. I love how mysterious night makes the familiar appear, I also love the sea at night. Popped to the corner shop for a bottle of wine last night and the moon was shining down on the crashing waves, magical.Janet/Plantaliscioushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15605580157193047780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-79402197496900271152014-11-04T08:35:04.265+00:002014-11-04T08:35:04.265+00:00I too love our winter fires and get great pleasure...I too love our winter fires and get great pleasure from gathering kindling when out walking. I love the sight of a nicely laid fire and that wonder sound, smell and sight of the flames leaping up- your photo captures it perfectly.Jane the Bookladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01674464753702292288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-20357920639882802082014-11-03T11:29:48.528+00:002014-11-03T11:29:48.528+00:00How did you make your fire look like a sycamore le...How did you make your fire look like a sycamore leaf?Lucy Corrander Now in Halifax!https://www.blogger.com/profile/14685242329129914772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-76949369822361330092014-11-02T20:53:43.678+00:002014-11-02T20:53:43.678+00:00Of course, given that I don't live far from yo...Of course, given that I don't live far from you, this all sounds really familiar ... except that we have a little more light pollution and no open fire ... apart from the firepit and now is its season.Annie Cholewahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17608057589525908147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-64278416953843756552014-11-02T18:44:54.601+00:002014-11-02T18:44:54.601+00:00Thank you for such an evocative post. If I lived i...Thank you for such an evocative post. If I lived in the city it would make me instantly want to move out to the country for that connection with the season's cycle. I too love the spring and summer, but a roaring log fire is a huge recompense!Hoehoegrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00745640711509233722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-52354670480648057582014-10-31T22:57:17.629+00:002014-10-31T22:57:17.629+00:00Yes - the dark can be beautiful - especially clear...Yes - the dark can be beautiful - especially clear night skies which are filled with lights - a connection with the ancient universe.Paul Steerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16934578411450049838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-80638816105156461362014-10-31T21:28:03.851+00:002014-10-31T21:28:03.851+00:00when I remember Swiss winters, I prefer our gentle...when I remember Swiss winters, I prefer our gentler version. Next winter (untl the alterations are done ...) we'll miss having a wood stove, but this summer oh how we'll love sea breezes instead of flirting with forty C!Diana Studerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12286066768376135880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-75289427114284414272014-10-31T02:07:52.083+00:002014-10-31T02:07:52.083+00:00I, too, am an autumn person. Or, rather, Bear. In ...I, too, am an autumn person. Or, rather, Bear. In that fire I thought I saw the Wicker Man, but it must have been an optical illusion. Hope you enjoy all the Samhain blazes.<br /><br />Blessings and Bear hugs!Rob-bearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00171692478879522588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-11566235737937496022014-10-31T00:41:27.801+00:002014-10-31T00:41:27.801+00:00A lovely post. I'm so glad we live in a place ...A lovely post. I'm so glad we live in a place where it can be dark at night, although there are still the lights way across the water collectively beaming their intrusive way into space. . . . I've been having to run in the early morning this fall, as my schedule demands, and it's been surprisingly enjoyable to spend that time with the stars. Although I might prefer walking under them of an evening instead. . . . materfamiliashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16062766947897513369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-89872987579107955332014-10-30T16:33:18.356+00:002014-10-30T16:33:18.356+00:00Beautiful photo!Beautiful photo!Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12692170857496442623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-45412986941702478592014-10-29T17:42:37.822+00:002014-10-29T17:42:37.822+00:00You've captured well the feeling of this seaso...You've captured well the feeling of this season.Pienosolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10112458687354000170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-70312597990083682962014-10-29T15:59:03.290+00:002014-10-29T15:59:03.290+00:00That fire is very Wicker Man. I am greatly dislik...That fire is very Wicker Man. I am greatly disliking the current warm dark here in Kent. It feels all wrong and destroys the cuddly comfort of going inside. As well as worrying me.<br /><br />Lovely description of the ancient hillforts and knowing they are there in the dark. Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02791751421698536323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-41406479032273822482014-10-29T13:22:02.446+00:002014-10-29T13:22:02.446+00:00Time for winding in and reflection, and of course ...Time for winding in and reflection, and of course lighting the stove - what would winter be without a fire?Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01588437065757203375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-356345480695678272014-10-29T13:21:15.861+00:002014-10-29T13:21:15.861+00:00Elizabeth, you've given me a reminder of a tim...Elizabeth, you've given me a reminder of a time I stayed with friends in the countryside at this time of the year. Yes, the dark was very dark indeed. I understand that feeling of time being very different suddenly, and the urge to find a warm, bright fire.<br /><br />I also remember the stars above that seemed to hypnotize me. xoFranceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08352407314710067616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-45682309588895738972014-10-29T09:28:35.168+00:002014-10-29T09:28:35.168+00:00I feel the same about country driving in the winte...I feel the same about country driving in the winter- much safer in many ways. Pitch black here at night too, I couldn't sleep if it wasn't. I love the image of the fire.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-3276874599169532752014-10-29T04:10:30.612+00:002014-10-29T04:10:30.612+00:00I just love your description of driving those wond...I just love your description of driving those wonderful lanes. Of course spring is here with summer on its way. Susan Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14400003572211042194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-54190595184943400622014-10-28T20:59:52.745+00:002014-10-28T20:59:52.745+00:00I am an autumn person, yet I long for the endless ...I am an autumn person, yet I long for the endless days of high summer; as soon as the clocks go back and we lose that extra hour of daylight I find I cannot wait to draw the curtains to shut out the unfamiliar dark. I have always thought of it as a harkening back to the days of our ancestors when winter truly did mean the months of dark days and slim pickings.Rustic Pumpkinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07335714529878600216noreply@blogger.com