We have reached the solstice, the shortest day of the year and the longest night. At the summer solstice my impulse is to say keep this light alive, but now I want to chant bring more light back into my life!
This is the solstice, the still point
of the sun, its cusp and midnight,
the year’s threshold
and unlocking, where the past
lets go of and becomes the future;
the place of caught breath, the door
of a vanished house left ajar
–Margaret Atwood, from Eating Fire: Selected Poetry 1965-1995
Thank you Catherine,
You lift my spirits with this series. I too so want more light. And here it will come . I love the burst of fire in the vase/pot of all the winterberries. Keep the fires burning.
Dearest Cathrine and Warren –
Cannot tell you how everyday/night I was looking forward to open yet another note of yours; and often, in my thoughts, I walked with you around your wonderful place and up the road. As always – your photos depict this Season to a T, assembly, background and, last not least, YOUR amazing pottery taking over the scene! Thanks for your exquisite writings, too, letting all your loyal fans take part in your experience!
Best only and always and enjoy this Holiday of candles and soft lights.
Marga
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