Ogham
Úr is earth: the ground that receives the dead and grows the next thing, and the kennings hold both without apology. October closes on soil rather than on harvest. Something is finishing and being turned back in, which is neither loss nor waste but the mechanism by which anything grows at all. Practically, this is a month for composting rather than building: end what is over, and let the material go back into the ground it came from rather than propping it up through another season. What you plant afterwards will be better for it, and the ground will be ready sooner than you expect. Resist the instinct to prop something through one more season because ending it feels like waste. The ground is not wasting it.