I'm all about tradition, and it's become something of an Autumn tradition for me to blog about the wonderful Laurence Binyon poem, "The Burning of the Leaves".
I thank God for times and seasons. I can imagine a universe where such cycles did not exist. It would be much the poorer.
As I've written at considerable length on the poem before, I'll just give a link here.
Happy Autumn!
When you asked for Christmas quotes recently I came across a November (Martinmas) tradition that at least one Irish family,and probably more than one, had. I can't remember whether they ate a goose that day,but the feathers had to be collected on Martinmas(usually the blankets or pillows made were eventually used as presents over the festive season). Probably a practicality also,as the nights get colder
ReplyDeleteI'd never even heard the name Martinmas! I love it. I can't remember if I've ever tasted goose.
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