There are angels among us, they say. The previous day, I saw one drifting on the evening sky, a prelude to the saints which we will celebrate on the 1st.November.
Just before it all starts to get dramatic ... a hint of colour is the magnificent backdrop for an afternoon walk by estuary of the River Navia, named after a Roman goddess of thermal waters.
It turns and increases its intensity, burning orange and maroon, a flaming inferno in the sky. It looks like a cauldron bubbling over, spilling its banned colours over the world before dawn comes to whisk them all away. Banned
As the end of the month draws closer, the sky swirls and changes minute by minute a tiny bit more, transforming as if the witches were brewing a special rainbow for Samhain. Here's a little ritual you can do... Tiny
Samhain draws near again... and All Saints follow. After that, the long winter sets in. Long talks on long nights. Winter solstice, snow and cold.