Alban Elfed: Autumn Equinox

"Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?  Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,  And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue" - John Keats "To Autumn" The Autumn Equinox, the second time in the year that day and night are (roughly) equal, usually... Continue Reading →

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