The first day of autumn passed with sunburn and lightning.
The Celts call the festival of autumn Lughnasadh, named after the Celtic archetype Lugh, associated with the sun and lightning, which the first day of August gave to me – sunburn and sleeping in a lightning storm.
The fruit is abundant and came out early this year, free and wild, from plums to blackberries. Like all the wildlife I have been enjoying a banquet feast of healthy fruit straight off the tree, no need to pay £$£$ to a food store for tasteless chemically treated fruit.
August they say will be one of the hottest months on record in Britain, and I predict heavy rainstorms, spectacular lightning storms and high temperatures. This is the time I am glad I will be out camping in a tent at night.