If we live in a city, it's easy for us to lose contact with the seasons and the natural passing of time. That's why I always like to celebrate the growth and decline in my garden - it's my way of staying in touch with our Earth.
Yesterday was the winter solstice in my part of the world - the shortest day of the year and, obviously, the longest night of the year.
The word solstice
is from the Latin - sol (sun) and sistere (to stand still). The winter
solstice has been thought of as a stillness before the Sun's strength
builds and days grow
This small quilt of mine reminds me of winter, although we never experience the sort of cold that results in snowflakes.
I always find this time of the year good for reflecting on the things I observe around me. I'm just back from a long walk around my neighbourhood and feel soother after seeing the leaves changing colour and smelling the damp earth.
How did you celebrate the winter solstice?