pohick bay

i sent steve and ander on an overnight camping trip last summer to pohick bay. they had a good enough time that i decided we would go together as a whole family - and invite a couple of friends and their families - for mother's day weekend.

best. idea. ever.

 

prominent pink

(from my facebook post): I pass this a few times every week. Today I decided to stop and take photos. What really appeals to me is the variation in color within one massive cluster. That the brighter color is at the top, supported and surrounded by a mass of paler blossoms. The pink is not hidden, and its vividness is made more so by the contrast. The entire plant is full and strong and open and beautiful.I 'm pleased that at this moment, the metaphors that take shape in my mind when considering these flowers are positive ones. I see what is possible in the daytime after the storms have come through and the skies are clear and bright.

i am

i am

a dynamic and powerful woman

intelligent, funny, beautiful, and kind

and i can do anything

to which i put my mind

and my heart

24

a new year, another wedding anniversary.

dessert date at baskin robbins

greek fest

greek fest

camping at cunningham falls, md

holiday lights at meadowlark

fancy movie date: rogue one at alamo drafthouse

at the closing of the year

winter solstice is not at the very end of the calendar year, but it is a closing of sorts, a conclusion of the year-long journey towards the longest, darkest night.

we held our second annual winter solstice fireside celebration with friends old and new. there were s'mores and hot dogs and the burning of various things, a song taught and led by none other than ander, my child blessed with beautiful pitch and sense of rhythm and flow, some readings of solstice poetry and a prayer of sorts, connections between people established or renewed. laughing and hugging and appreciation and gratitude and cold and warmth and dark and light..

An abbreviated excerpt of "A Celebration of Winter Solstice" from The Circle of Life by Joyce Rupp and Macrina Wiederkehr.

"There is a tendency to want to hurry from autumn to spring, to avoid the long dark days that winter brings. Many people do not like constant days bereft of light and months filled with colder temperatures. They struggle with the bleakness of land and the emptiness of trees. Their eyes and hearts seek color. Their spirits tire of tasting the endless gray skies. There is great rejoicing in the thought that light and warmth will soon be filling more and more of each new day.

"But winter darkness has a positive side to it. As we gather to celebrate the first turn from winter to spring, we are invited to recognize and honor the beauty in the often unwanted season of winter. Let us invite our hearts to be glad for the courage winter proclaims. Let us be grateful for the wisdom winter brings in teaching us about the need for withdrawal as an essential part of renewal. Let us also encourage our spirits as Earth prepares to come forth from this time of withdrawal into a season filled with light.

"The winter solstice celebrates the return of hope to our land as our planet experiences the first slow turn toward greater daylight. Soon we will welcome the return of the sun and the coming of springtime. As we do so, let us remember and embrace the positive, enriching aspects of winter's darkness. Pause now to sit in silence in the darkness of this space. Let this space be a safe enclosure of creative gestation for you."

The Shortest Day by Susan Cooper

So the shortest day came, and the year died,
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive,
And when the new year's sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, reveling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us - Listen!!
All the long echoes sing the same delight,
This shortest day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, fest, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!!

The sun is born again today
We greet the sun’s first morning ray,
We sing and celebrate the light,
The sun’s born in the longest night! 
(Diane Baker)

happy holiday moments

finding moments of happiness in this holiday season

at home:

in a garden nursery:

 
on a walk

at an office building:

at meadowlark: