Yesterday I saw someone bemoaning the Winter Solstice as a day of peak SADness (Seasonal Affective Disorder) to be tolerated, but not a day to celebrate.
Well, we're all different and each of us have out own unique way of navigating through this life.
When I came across this particular viewpoint of this particular day, I had just been out with the camera capturing memories of, what for me is a glorious day.
|Yep, the rules state never take a photo with the camera pointed at the sun. Well sometimes you just have to break the rules.|
Of the four annual solar events, two equinoxes and two solstices, the Winter Solstice is my favorite.
The equinoxes are somewhat interesting from an intellectual standpoint, what with there being an equal amount of light and dark on those days, and the Summer Solstice is useful as a bookmark on the solar calendar,
but the Winter Solstice, now for me that's a day to celebrate!
It signals the beginning of the climb out of darkness.
The promise that the days of rest and hibernation will give way to days of renewal and growth.
It reminds that this cycle, so critical to the working of our planet for billions of years,
is still there for us to make the most of.
And when that day, as it did for me here in my little corner of the world, coincides with mild temperatures, dry air, and cloudless skies, well I'm not sure I could ask for anything more. . .