“It was November – the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind songs in the pines.” – L. M. Montgomery
Fall has got a certain softness and irresistible appeal – it’s the most charming of seasons. To doll up for the season nature changes its attire. The deciduous forests become a scenic, miraculous sight. The trees will become barren eventually, but before that, they sparkle in nuances of golden, yellow, orange, and red. The beautiful, fallen leaves weave a magical carpet, which whispers secrets beneath your shoes. Some creative people gather the autumn leaves to press them with paper and make art, or a herbarium. Others just spend their time in the park watching small, merry squirrels playing and looking for nuts and acorns and listening to the calls of the wise owls. The City Garden is the most welcoming place in autumn – with the tender sunlight shining among the colorful branches. The lovely soft weather hugs your shoulders like a shawl. There is no sweat, no frost, it’s pleasant and you walk accompanied by your favorite beverage – tea, coffee, or cocoa with caramel, or hot chocolate.
The breathtaking beauty of the season follows you wherever you go. Outside you can wear your favorite scarf and jump in a pile of leaves, you can make a bonfire with a fall potion in a cauldron, and delight in the kind, breezy weather. Inside you can cuddle with your favorite pet under a blanket and rest on the sofa, reading. You can spend your time knitting socks and hats for the winter. It’s the best time to make a pumpkin, or apple pie, or pancakes with maple syrup. Autumn smells of cinnamon and other strong spices, scented candles, and apple cider. It’s also the best time to reflect – witches celebrate their new year on Samhain or Halloween – and it’s a wonderful time to look back at your favorite memories from the year.
Halloween Tradition
The name Samhain means “end of summer.” From this day we are in the realm of fresh November – time for the witches to ride their broomsticks under the moonlight. The veil between the realities becomes thin and the souls of our ancestors shine through it. You can spend the holiday dancing, praying, and merrymaking, craving for the goodies of autumn. Mother Earth is celebrating in her golden attire, and your heart skips a beat when you think of apple or pumpkin pie. It’s time for the family to gather together and celebrate the harvest next to the fireplace. The hearth brings people together and it is time to be grateful to the gods for your abundance. You should leave a little milk in front of your door for the magical cat Sith from the legends. He is going to come and bless your home. You should pull out a card from the Tarot heap and divine your future. In the kitchen it smells of pumpkins and cinnamon, the earth has weaved a motley carpet of leaves, the yellow and golden rug crisps under our feet and the chimneys puff merrily. Your blessed day starts with a hot beverage. Magical and pure is the world of Halloween, magical and holy is the soul of Samhain.
