An t-Samhain

We had time this morning for a walk through the Black Spout Woods, where the Black Spout itself was in full flow after all the recent rain, before M had to catch her train back home to Edinburgh.  It has been a fun 48 hours. 

This afternoon has been spent catching up on admin interspersed by a visit to the Dentist. I also selected my poems for November:

An Old Favourite: Bavarian Gentians D H Lawrence
One from Poetry Group: War Poetry Kate Clanchy
One from Year of Scottish Poems: Skye Lines by Patricia Ace
One by Seamus Heaney: Requiem for the Croppies by Seamus Heaney
A Chance Discovery: Samhain by Annie Finch