All three photos were taken on November 5 (UK Bonfire night) in the two fields either side of my house. Here is a sequence taken casually during the course of about an hour in the changing light that night.( times approximate).
One – at the fireworks party at 6.00 pm in the rabbit’s allotment field to one side.
Then- the sunset (detail) at 5.00 pm from my turret in the middle.
And then the moon hanging in the huge space, the farmers rabbit field with the wide horizon. I simply abandoned the fabulous comfortable sunset seat and dashed over to the moon to grab it before the clouds could as soon as I noticed it in the light pink sky.
I am not sure which piece of the the sky took more of my breath that evening. At first it was the silent and dramatic spangled sky from the house; then back to a silent gentle night just before lights out as it rushed silently over the field, then forward , back again to a dark and a rather noisy light driven shining on indigo crackling, in the cosiest field! I could only hope in the end that the rabbits had made a run for it through and out of the middle of it, to the quieter place on the other side, run,running towards the moon, but I didn’t see them.
You light me up
I only see
You give me everything
Sun stars a field trees
Fire birds and gentle bees
You change the colour of the day
With everything you say
~You know ~
The spell you put on me
is in the charm you give
dancing light on everything
Through threads strings
and flying things
Always out of time.
Like a precious jewel
Always there somewhere!
November 5th evening 5.30pm. Moon in the field where the sun will come up tomorrow but setting in full glow now before fireworks start in the dark at 6.30pm in the rabbit field further along the road!
Thank you for your letter. Just received it. Glad you sound OK. Isn’t it just the way? I had just posted a reply to your last miserable letter ( I went on a bit) and wish now I hadn’t ! Too late now. Glad you’ve come down to earth. Keep it up!! Anyway, just a quick note to say we are ok but amazed how much colder it is getting. Fireworks sounding off most nights and its not even Halloween yet, let alone Guy Fawks! There is likely to be a harsh cold spell in November, apparently. I don’t know if that means snow again and getting cut off like last year! At the moment everything in the garden is turning into bright autumn colours. Mostly red and yellow. A sight for sore eyes. A memory to hold, if the snow really does come when they say it will….or worse, if it doesn’t. I don’t mind a bit of white to even things. The kids are all settled in their new schools. Happy too!!
I may ring, Love Rosie xxx