After going to Morecambe this weekend I must confess that there is something which amplifies the spirit of Autumn in that town at night . Maybe its the gusty sea wind or the way street lights under trees make the leaves appear more amber . A sudden gust of wind blew leaves rattling across a large deserted retail car park , this swamped me with a seasonal emotion more than a countryside scene . It was bleak and uncompromising .
There is something in the town . Its in the dilapidated back streets of decay ( that's most places off the sea front ) . An atmosphere I cant explain . Maybe its of uncompromising decay , of a natural decomposition that's so human . Maybe there is a little Pan in there too . It feels electric when it should feel depressing . Most people do find it depressing . Ive always liked it .
The surrounding countryside has a history of witchcraft ( Pendle Witches ) and I can feel and always have felt a nice energy around that rather bleak area. Whether that is a left over from magic done there a long time ago I don't know , but whatever It is Ive felt something exciting there for a long while .Of course the sea boosts the atmosphere too , maybe more than I realise.. .http://www.pendlewitches.co.uk/
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