As the days grow shorter and the air turns crisp, the season of Samhain gently ushers us into the darker half of the year. This ancient Celtic festival, marking the end of summer and the harvest season, invites us to slow down and observe the subtle beauty of nature’s transition toward winter.

There’s a quiet beauty in this time of year. Trees are adorned with autumn’s reds and golds, while other plants soften to dusky greens and browns, less vibrant perhaps, but no less beautiful. The air carries a deep, earthy scent—a reminder that the land, too, is preparing for rest. 🍁

In the garden, autumn’s work is underway. The Rugosa Rose hedge, which delighted us with a parade of blossoms and then plump rosehips, is to be pruned back, allowing it to conserve energy until spring. It always feels a little harsh to cut it back, leaving only its bare frame through winter, but this pruning will help it flourish again come warmer days. Other shrubs and plants are trimmed down, and evergreens are tidied, a reminder yet again that I really should plant more for year-round interest!

Meanwhile, Allium and Iris bulbs have been tucked into the soil, a promise of vibrant life when spring returns. Each spring, I’m delighted by their colourful blooms, having often forgotten exactly where I planted them—I’m a bit like a squirrel stashing nuts for later. 🐿️🌷

This season of Samhain is a chance to reflect on the cycle of growth and rest, and in these quiet garden rituals, we find a gentle way to honour that ancient rhythm of letting go and looking forward, are reminded that even in rest, there is beauty and purpose. 🍁