A touch of frost

Well, a bit of a shock to wake up to frost on Friday. A wake up call to the fact we are starting to go into colder months.

A touch of ice on fungi
J & Z cat enjoying the fire on a cold and noisy 5th November

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

J.R.R. Tolkien

Dull November

Dull November brings the blast;

Then the leaves are whirling fast.

Sarah Coleridge


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Christmas Fair

Goodbye October, Hello November

“October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.”

J.K. Rowling
Short video looking at October as we say hello to November.
SJ Butler Photography

Happy Halloween

Hope you all have a good Halloween. I’ll be sitting in front of a roaring fire watching something spooky on television with my pumpkin curry!

Gorgeous homegrown mini pumpkins and gourds by SJ Butler Photography

Nunnington Hall

That’s a lot of veggies!

I had a visit to Nunnington Hall & Gardens which is owned by the National Trust. Their botanical displays were absolutely gorgeous. Here are just a few of the many, many displays. If you want to find any information about Nunnington or any of the National Trust properties/gardens please click here.

Photographs by SJ Butler

Latest Instagram posts – check out the video of the gorgeous piano playing. I will be posting that sometime this week!

Weekend Vibes

Welcome to

The Weekend

Today started off really good, the image on the left of Red leaves at Thorpe Perrow Arboretum will be printed in the York Press on Monday 25th October. I will put a link up on Monday so you can (hopefully) view it online.

How exciting!

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So tired…


Well my answer is yes, I’m feeling really exhausted and I’m so ready for a few days off coming up soon. I haven’t really been out with my camera taking any Autumnal shots yet. I’m hoping that next week might have some really lovely days so that i can go out and take my camera out again.

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“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”

L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

The best place…

“In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this.”
T Pratchett

…Is the sunniest spot in the house!

The Cat of the House

by Ford Madox Ford

Over the hearth with my 'minishing eyes I muse; until after

the last coal dies.

Every tunnel of the mouse,

every channel of the cricket,

I have smelt,

I have felt

the secret shifting of the mouldered rafter,

and heard

every bird in the thicket.

I see


Nightingale up in the tree!

I, born of a race of strange things,

of deserts, great temples, great kings,

in the hot sands where the nightingale never sings!


Tuesday’s Quote

It was a beautiful bright autumn day,
with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.

Diana Gabaldon

Long shadows

Long shadows.
Long days.

We all grow tired eventually; it happens to everyone.
Even the sun, at the close of the year, is no longer a morning person.

Joyce Rachelle