In order not to turn into Scrooge, today is very important.
December 22, 2011
...“Can Spring be far behind,” so asked Percy Bysshe Shelley somewhat rhetorically.
That's the problem with winter, not loved that much for itself.
And it has come.
Not really as dramatically as last year’s, which coincided with a total lunar eclipse.
Certainly not as dramatic as the one arriving in 2012, which intersects with the end of the Mayan calendar and perhaps signals the end of the world.
All the more reason to give this one some love.
This year falling on the 22nd, instead of the 21st.
(It can do that you know, thanks to Julius Caesar and the Gregorian calendar.)
Specifically at 12:30 a.m. Eastern Standard Time tonight, when the axial tilt of the North Pole is farthest away from the Sun.
While the Southern Hemisphere is stuck with summer, we have to face it.
But then there is homemade soup.
All the mosquitoes are really gone.
The grass stops growing; nobody can grow anything, even Mr. Perfect next door can't.
A real fire is right there in your living room, in a fireplace, hopefully — makes you feel positively primordial.
True, there have been many winters that spring has been longed for like:
"The Great Frost", when the Thames was frozen all the way up to the London Bridge and the Great Blizzard of 1888 in the Eastern U.S.
Of course, there are people in this country that have never heard of winter.
The poor souls living in a temperate zone all year round, who are not able to experience the magic of "the change of seasons."
(Nevermind that winter is the season most people want to change.)
But still how can one appreciate spring without winter?
Nature writer Ruth Stout:
“There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you.... In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.”