Once again, the world ended, this time on the Winter Solstice. The modern interpreters of the Mayan Calendar were right. Here in western New York the world went to sleep at night under stormy sky then woke up to the new beginning with a mini-blizzard at its doors.
Welcome Winter! It’s good to have you back again. We missed you last year, although some of us had opportunities for fishing the streams and rivers.
Welcome Winter! Last evening, just before the Curtain was to close, we missed our chance to build the great bonfire celebrating Solstice, but we had loose ends to tie. You do what you must; we know you understand.
Welcome Winter! Brent is homeward bound against the falling snow. On Christmas Eve we’ll climb the Southern Ridge and meet my brother in the woods (traditional hike!) before descending into celebration.