Thursday, the 21st, is winter solstice and I have mixed feelings about it. Normally, I enjoy taking note of each of the solstices and equinoxes - and the anticipation of the changing days and seasons ahead - but this year I've pretty much completely missed the days that marked these changes up 'till now.
I greatly enjoy anticipating spring and fall and the glorious colors, and not just of growing things. Do you take notice of how crystal blue a cloudless early autumn sky can be? Do you delight in how the autumn sun can still feel hot on your skin, while the breeze cools? Have you ever noticed how BIG grasshoppers are in September? Do you notice how the decaying smell of late winter mud gives way to the scent of grass as it comes to life in the spring? And how fresh spring air is? Do we stop and give thanks for these marvelous things? Sometimes I do, but I don't think I do enough.
And the solstices... I love the long days of summer, and that there is time on both ends of the day to be outside and enjoy sunlight when temperatures are often more comfortable. I also love how evening time come earlier than expected as autumn approaches, and how it becomes downright dark at suppertime as the days cool down. In the autumn, I enjoy the cozy vibe of porch lights shining when I'm coming home from a long afternoon out. I remember when I was home with young kids, I enjoyed turning the porch light on, hoping it would be a welcome sight as my husband returned from a long day at work. I'm not sure if he noticed, really, but I tried to remember to do that. It made me happy.
This year the seasons and daylight changes came and went without much notice by me - it's no wonder, as I was otherwise preoccupied for much of the year. I had just begun to notice spring when my mind became filled with what was ahead, and then - just like that - the pretty fall colors were over before I had a chance to really enjoy them. The days got longer, then shorter with little notice, certainly no anticipation, on my part.
And now the days are about to get longer again. Feeling much more myself, I am happy to know I will likely take more notice of the lengthening days than I did of the shortening days in early fall. Anticipating keeping the curtains open a little longer each evening fills me with the same amount of pleasure as turning the porch light on earlier and earlier through the autumn does.
Today felt like winter with a cold wind and several snow squalls - that, fortunately, didn't amount to anything. I don't mind admitting, I'm happy to see it's forecasted to be in the mid-50's on Christmas Eve!
It is a busy week ahead for a lot of us as we approach Christmas. Like you, I have grocery shopping and gift wrapping to do, special foods to prepare, and a few dust bunnies to sweep away still. But in the midst of the busyness of the days leading up to Christmas, I want to also take notice of the daylight shortening for a few more days before it starts to lengthen again. Just noticing such a simple thing grounds me somehow.
I feel a little like a child when the seasons change. Filled with anticipation and delight that our Creator has given us a world full of wonder to notice and enjoy.
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Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.
~ Thomas Chisholm
Great is Thy Faithfulness