Yesterday was the solstice, and last night the longest night. We haven't seen the sun in a long time-I haven't really even kept track. Our slice of the world has been the damp, still grey of long winters.
I love this time of the year. I love the grey, and the strange light, and the reminder that even the earth needs to sleep. I love the dark, and the cold, and knowing that the only animals I'll see are the ones brave enough to venture from their cozy burrows.
The solstice is one of my favorite days. For me, it's the day that Christmas really starts: we enter the darkness, return to the light, and there's just enough time to finish baking and wrapping and gathering our loved ones together before Christmas day. I love the longest night-the passage of time, the journey of the sun, and the eventual return of green to the world. Everything is still for this one night.
But the sun must come back, and it's good to know that it will come back. With any luck, the sky will break today and we'll get a glimpse of it. Now the days will start getting a little longer, and in a few days Christmas will be here, and we'll be ready. There's blocking and baking and wrapping to do, and only three more days to get it done.
It's mostly grey at this end of the world as well unfortunately, although we had one sunny day last week! But the weather is much more like Fall right now than Winter, which is a bit confusing. I just want some snow! But I won't mind if we get a bit more light during the day though!ReplyDelete