a mid-winter baby

I love the long nights of winter. It really is pretty cool to be able to mark the turn of the seasons by the length of the days. In summer the days are gloriously long and in winter, the nights get a turn. It just feels right to snuggle up - with a loved one, to the fire, in a soft blanket - and simply let it be dark outside. And breath. 


Somewhere along the line I became aware of summer and winter solstice and although we never formally mark either, I always note both. A simple little personal recognition of that turn of seasons, the rhythm of nature. Now I have a significant reason to mark the point of mid-winter, the time when the world turns toward rebirth, after which each day is incrementally longer. We have been blessed with another sweet and beautiful grandson - Isaac Stefan was born December 21, Mid-winter's Day. He is so very welcome and already dearly loved. Congratulations Mark and Tiffany.