Autumn Calls the Clan to Gather

As October settles across the hills and valleys, the Roberts name carries forward with the same strength it always has. The shifting leaves remind us of change, but also of continuity — the heritage passed down through centuries of perseverance and unity. Just as our ancestors prepared for the long winter ahead, we too prepare, not only with provisions, but with stories, gatherings, and kinship. The end of October once marked the beginning of the new year. Samhain was a time of fire and feasting, of family and remembrance. Bonfires lit the ridges of Scotland and Ireland, casting their glow across fields and valleys. For Clan Roberts, Samhain is not simply history, but legacy. Every time we come together whether in person at gatherings or across the digital hearth of Discord — we echo those fires of belonging and resilience. Please let us know if you are intertested in having a virtual night of drinking and enjoying time together as we get closer to the winter months.

Meanwhile, the 2026 Gathering has moved into the planning stages. Our leadership council is in discussion on possible locations and activities, with the goal of creating a truly memorable celebration of Roberts heritage. Expect more details in the November Ledger. This month we honor

Ryan Roberts, whose dedication to tracing Roberts genealogy has uncovered new stories and strengthened our family tree. Their work ensures that the voices of our ancestors are not lost to time but carried proudly into the present. The season inspires creativity, and this month’s highlight is Autumn in the Highlands. New photos and artworks capture the rugged beauty of October landscapes, where mists curl across the hills and forests blaze with crimson. Members are invited to share their own seasonal images, whether from the old country or from Roberts homes around the world to be shared on our social media platforms. As we move into the deepening days of autumn, let us hold fast to the wisdom of our motto:

“Fhad ’s a bhios mi a’ m’ anail, bidh mi a’ sabaid.”

Until November, may the eagle soar high and the lily bloom bright.

Slàinte mhath,