Live all you can: It’s a mistake not to.
Love the music. Happy Imbolc.
Even before reading your blog post I was thinking of you and imbolc because I was only vaguely aware of imbolc until you brought it to my attention some years ago on your blog. Good to hear Luka Bloom singing today. Good to know that you are feeling better. It's been dark and windy and rainy here all day, in the 40s, with possible snow in the forecast in the next week. The earliest tiny traces of orange buds have appeared on the flowering quince in the planter on my porch. I saw my first crocuses this week while out on a walk. They were deep yellow with tiny black lines. I've never seen any that with that color before.Beautiful snow photo. Hopeful.
Funny how even we humans can feel the difference in the length of light. I raise a toast to Brigid. Or whatever her ancient name was. And to you, dear Sabine. May you find firm footing as the earth returns to green.
"But really, what matters is the light." Even in paradise, we can't wait for spring.
Mondays and Wednesdays I notice the growing light since on those days it is now not completely dark when I get home from yoga.
It’s a polar vortex here. But next week will be a balmy fifty five degrees. Like you, I fell the promise of spring.
Ah imbolc, halfway to equinox and already I feel the daylight lengthening. Makes me so happy. That, and knowing you are starting to feel better.
It's cold and snowing but the days are noticeably longer which is lovely. We don't drive home in the dark anymore after work.
Wow, we're further along than I realized! It DOES seem much lighter now, though, it's true.
XXXXOOOO beautiful song.
I did not know of this celebration, which surprises me. But I'm with you - it's about the light. I have a big sun drawn on my calendar for Daylight Savings Time and I joyfully turn my clocks ahead each spring to have that extra light in the evenings. And until then, day by day, I celebrate the minute or so extra.
Ach ja, I was just thinking at breakfast today that it feels good eating as the eastern sky brightens. When I lived in Western Japan, this was the time we were excited about the plum blossoms beginning to appear!