Over at the Jackdaw's Nest, there's a wonderful collection of poems about December. Marge Piercy writes:
Every day we are shortchanged a bit more,
night pressing down on the afternoon
throttling it. Wan sunrise later
and later, every day trimmed
like an old candle you beg to give
an hour's more light.
Here are a few of the things that give our winter a little more light. Links are to last year's posts:
The garlands of greenery went up in my office building this week, just like clockwork. But the tradition of bringing holly inside at this time of year pre-dates Christmas. And there's plenty to celebrate about these berries -- and the birds they attract -- even if you're not decking the halls.
Your breath is often visible around this time of year. Look at it as a measure of temperature and humidity, or enjoy the visible reminder of the breath of all life.




2 comments:
Something I like to do this time of year is look for bird and wasp nests, as well as squirrel drays, in the now bare trees. I'm always surprised by how much the leaves disguise.
Ooh, yes, we found an awesome wasp nest a few years ago at Lake Frank about this time of year...
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