Yesterday saw the winter solstice here in the southern hemisphere. I love reading about the ancient traditions and rituals that are associated with this part of the season. In particular, I really like the story of the battle between light and dark being eventually won by the light. And with such a mild winter so far, that triumph of the light is easy to imagine.
Last week I talked of the battle to get up and get ready for work in the dark and of returning home yet again shrouded by darkness, day after day. I know everyone struggles with that part of this season. Luckily weekends have more often than not been mild and warm. I've been working and eating outside on Saturdays and Sundays, which has been a real treat (the outside and the eating bits, not the working bit.)
Also, I'm sure I'm not the only one to be a bit stunned by the fact that the sixth month of the year is nearly gone. Six months of 2014 done and dusted. Phew. A very busy six more to come, for sure. I can't help but think back to last year - it was about this time then that I sprained that freaking ligament in my lower back and couldn't move. It's been a bit iffy now and again lately, so I'm trying (t. r. y. i. n. g.) to slow down a little. Clearly, I still have that lesson to learn - definitely a work in progress.
Did you do anything special to celebrate the winter solstice? Is there a family tradition you have to mark this point in the season?
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