Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Friday, 2 August 2013
Thanks to my fellow blogger Jaz from October Farm, I have learned from one of her posts that it was yesterday Lughnasadh/Lughnasa, the Celtic day celebrating the beginning of harvest. In fact it starts at sunset on the 31st of July and ends at sunset on the 1st of August. I know August is still sumertime, but I find the way the Celts say the seasons very logical. August is for me the beginning of harvest, and thus is in a way a prologue to autumn. There was one way I could commemorate the Celtic beginning of harvest: by posting a picture of the family's crabapples tree. It gives fruits every two years, in theory, although sometimes the crabapples show up every year. It is one of the first trees to show its fruits ripe. The tree gets so heavy with them the branches go down. There is nothing more harvest-like than this image of a crabapples tree full of fruits, ready for the picking. It is a fitting picture. It is also the first published picture of August.