A New Harvest Perspective
Fr James
Being a September birthday, and hailing from a particularly damp corner of that northern European outpost called England, I have always had a particular affinity for Autumn; the season Keats described as one of ‘mists and mellow fruitfulness’. You can almost smell the leaf mould in that verse!
For me, in that context, Harvest has always been an autumnal festival and closely linked to falling leaves and burnished colours.
How would it be then, I wondered, to celebrate Harvest in a country where mist is apparently not a common weather event and where, even in mid-October, the sun and the mercury are still high (relatively speaking!)

