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(Official report from the national weather service, 10:39, pm, December 19th, 2004):
Sunday night: Cloudy with occasional snow showers. Quite windy. Low 26F. Winds NNW at 20 to 30 mph. Chance of snow 60%. Snow accumulations less than one inch.
Monday: Windy. Becoming mostly sunny later with any flurries or snow showers ending by noontime. Colder. High 32F. Winds NW at 20 to 30 mph. Chance of snow 30%.
(High tomorrow of 32? BRRRRR!! I think I'll spend the day in bed curled up around/with Manda-bear)
Okay, so now the Weather Personalities on the local TV news are all trilling about "Will we have a white Christmas?" and mock-mourning that we probably will not. (Believe it or not, for the 8-going--on-9 years that I've been here, there has always been at least one day in winter with enough snow on the ground to look like something, but it's usually been in February, or late January, at the earliest).
The way I see it, whether you are Christian, Wiccan, Jewish, Muslim, Hindu, Shinto, Atheist, or a Discworlder, this Solstice, season-changing, thing is all about pausing, and taking stock of where you are in life -- mentally, spiritually, and physically.
After all, if to be in life is to be in the swing of things, this is the time when the pendulum is one extreme of its arc; kinetic energy becomes potential, and, for the briefest of moments, there is a pause before it becomes kinetic again.
So now is the time, for as long as there have been human beings living in the northern hemisphere, * that we count our blessings, atone for our wrong doings, admonish our children that they better not pout, hug our grandmas, and exchange gifts. After all, now is the time when everything is in potential, and what we do now must surely have an effect how life swings from now on.
Wishing your world looked like picture from a story written 150 ago, across 5,000 miles of ocean, doesn't help anything. Especially when you beg for snow on December 24, and then curse it on December 26th.
Celebrating your home for the holidays, should be really celebrating the beauty of your home as it is, for the holidays, green or white.
(meanwhile, Father Wind is howling outside my house right now... a few moments ago, I heard him throw a tree branch at my roof -- he's really kicking up his heels).
* In the southern Hemisphere, this usually happens in June, of course, but then those silly Europeans imported their calendars without recallibrating them to match the seasons. I've heard rumors that even Australian malls decorate with fake snow... you can not tell me that is not silly! ;-)
Sunday night: Cloudy with occasional snow showers. Quite windy. Low 26F. Winds NNW at 20 to 30 mph. Chance of snow 60%. Snow accumulations less than one inch.
Monday: Windy. Becoming mostly sunny later with any flurries or snow showers ending by noontime. Colder. High 32F. Winds NW at 20 to 30 mph. Chance of snow 30%.
(High tomorrow of 32? BRRRRR!! I think I'll spend the day in bed curled up around/with Manda-bear)
Okay, so now the Weather Personalities on the local TV news are all trilling about "Will we have a white Christmas?" and mock-mourning that we probably will not. (Believe it or not, for the 8-going--on-9 years that I've been here, there has always been at least one day in winter with enough snow on the ground to look like something, but it's usually been in February, or late January, at the earliest).
The way I see it, whether you are Christian, Wiccan, Jewish, Muslim, Hindu, Shinto, Atheist, or a Discworlder, this Solstice, season-changing, thing is all about pausing, and taking stock of where you are in life -- mentally, spiritually, and physically.
After all, if to be in life is to be in the swing of things, this is the time when the pendulum is one extreme of its arc; kinetic energy becomes potential, and, for the briefest of moments, there is a pause before it becomes kinetic again.
So now is the time, for as long as there have been human beings living in the northern hemisphere, * that we count our blessings, atone for our wrong doings, admonish our children that they better not pout, hug our grandmas, and exchange gifts. After all, now is the time when everything is in potential, and what we do now must surely have an effect how life swings from now on.
Wishing your world looked like picture from a story written 150 ago, across 5,000 miles of ocean, doesn't help anything. Especially when you beg for snow on December 24, and then curse it on December 26th.
Celebrating your home for the holidays, should be really celebrating the beauty of your home as it is, for the holidays, green or white.
(meanwhile, Father Wind is howling outside my house right now... a few moments ago, I heard him throw a tree branch at my roof -- he's really kicking up his heels).
* In the southern Hemisphere, this usually happens in June, of course, but then those silly Europeans imported their calendars without recallibrating them to match the seasons. I've heard rumors that even Australian malls decorate with fake snow... you can not tell me that is not silly! ;-)
