Winter has settled in. The holiday decorations are down, packed and stored. It’s amazing how much faster they go down than they went up. It’s also amazing how dusty they get.
There is a sadness about it yet I am glad to see it go. It’s back to normal.
The trappings are gone. At Starbucks, my mocha came in a white cup this morning although some of the seasonal flavors are lingering. (Note to Starbucks: Please hold onto that Chestnut Praline! It’s a winner!)
We put the grills in the windows and a tablecloth is on the kitchen table. The house looks warmer with the details. These will last until it gets warm outside.
I prefer our summer look with naked windows, glass tabletops, doors hanging open and sounds of birds mating (which causes the cats to cackle).
Would it be as wonderful if it was summer all year? Do I relish it more because it’s change? Am I sick of all the heavy clothes? Do I need change?
The new year is a new start. Fresh. Inviting. Invigorating. Oh yes, cold.
Winter has more “markers.” We celebrate anything and everything.
We celebrate Groundhog Day. (Really? A sleeping rodent? Are we that desperate?)
Then Presidents’ Day, donut day and Mardi Gras, all in fast progression. We live far from New Orleans or anything French but we get our donuts and beads!
You don’t need to be Irish to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day and we do.
The Easter holiday brings a long weekend with egg hunts and fresh spring clothes and Easter lilies. I just love Easter lilies!
We share Passover at a Seder with friends.
We celebrate the spring equinox in all its glory, taking in the tulips and bright spring flowers. You have to smile when you see daffodils, hyacinths and pansies peeking out at you defying that cold winter and snow cover that kept them down.
We latch onto each holiday with vigor, squeezing every ounce of joy out of it (and inventing a reason for a toast or two).
I wonder if our friends down under celebrate as vigorously in this their “summer season.”
During the summer I don’t need many holidays because every day is a holiday.
Right now I’m thinking it is 76 days until spring! Yay!