Green I love you green
green the wind, and green the branches.
The dark ship on the sea
and the horse on the mountain. — Federico Garcia Lorca
from Romance Sonámbulo
This poem I love is on my mind as I stare out over the countryside after weeks-long torrents of rain. California’s drought is not over by any means — that remains to be seen after the spring — but the rains we’ve received since Thanksgiving have brought much relief. Grass springs up anew after just a couple of days, and my parched soul is quenched with the verdant landscape.
On this, the shortest day and longest night of the year, traditionally we put the earth to bed. This is the season of winding down, of death in preparation for rebirth and new growth in spring. For me, this is also the most bittersweet time of year, as I remember my parents and all they did to make the holiday season bright: decorating a beautiful tree, baking delicious cookies and mulling wine, shopping for and making thoughtful gifts. This also being the season of giving — I’d like to propose the idea of giving all year long, to think of people near and far who may be less fortunate, more in need, in ways financial and emotional, and to give in remembrance of loved ones who have given so much to us.
Joyous Solstice, and a wonderful holiday season, to all!