There is magic in the air.
Fairies flutter about enjoying the day, preparing for their feast, and, perhaps, causing a bit of mischief. And, this year, they have even more to celebrate. A full moon accompanies the solstice.
This weekend, I’m celebrating with them.
Wine will flow, my friends. And I will run barefoot in the grass like when I was a child. I’ll breathe deeply, inhaling the heady scents of blossoms that, weeks ago, were tiny buds.
At twilight, I’ll light candles and search for blinking fireflies.
Of course, after this longest day of the year, the days will become shorter. But I will bask in the sun and light and magic then welcome the dark half of the year.
When the sun decides to set after its long journey, I will marvel at the pinks and purples of dusk. I will fill my glass and toast the twinkling stars who, in my wine-induced bliss, will merrily wink back at me. I will refill it to toast the bright, full moon who will smile her light on me. I will soak up the night and all its beauty.
Because, if it wasn’t for the darkness, I could not appreciate the light.
My Sunday thoughts in 200 words or less.
What will you do with your extra hours of sunlight? I’m toasting you, my tweeps. Know that.
As always, I think of my friends in Australia during these times of year. Happy Winter Solstice to you!