Yule, Mother Earth’s rite of passage towards the coming Equinox.
it’s impressive –
Night overrides shafts from a sun that barely dares getting aloft…
A few degrees’ elevation to be precise.
In other words, light from our great celestial star becomes precious.
Shortest day, longest
directly into tropic of
mean to islanders
inside a storm?
Candle-lit world, cinnamon scented sanctuary as darkness creeps earlier than thought…
open tokens of love, and
reconvene with a few friends – enjoy the magic of powder propelled & sparked to light us up for a moment. Live music shared in between hail and rain showers… Then a hot drink before retracing our own steps.
Time to regain precious seconds and gaze at return of the sun.
Have a wonderful Yule, festive season, Solstice Day, whatever side of the Equator 🙂
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