Solstice Night – Image by kenne
A solstice night in the dead of winter strategically placed lighting on the courtyard wall, dark shadows imprinted beyond the naked trees, in this gloomy season of mists, concealing signs of winter’s damage, where only ghosts abound.Tomorrow morning the low sun starts
the minute-by-minute journey back,
not behind, but within its
new spring companion.
But for now,
nature remains soulfully raw.
— kenne
A Christmas day NY Times editorial — “. . . the sun reclines low along the horizon — resting on its elbow –” http://www.nytimes.com/2009/12/25/opinion/25fri4.html?th&emc=th
Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being and commented:
This post first appeared on December 20, 2009, when we were living in The Woodlands, Texas. Six months later we moved to Tucson, Arizona. — kenne HAPPY SOLSTICE!
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