September 2026

 





"It was the autumn of the year,
The time to labouring peasants dear;
Week after week, from noon to noon,
September shone as bright as June - "

- Emily Brontë -








Robin Hood's Bay By Day 

















































































































































































Robin Hood's Bay By Night 














































































































































































































Whitby














































































































































































































































































































My Mabon/Autumn Equinox altar 


























Early Autumn Around Haworth, Brontë Country 























































































































































































































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