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Whatever this time of year means to you, I hope it goes perfectly for you, your family and friends. Phil :-)
Midwinter - 21. December - Beginning of Winter: The shortest day - the longest night ! It was snowing that day ...
this is a bit of a mood piece -- not sure how well it works
taken outside the Detroit Institute of Arts, looking northwest past the Park Shelton residences to the Fisher Building tower in the background.
apparently Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo stayed for 6 months in the Park Shelton, named the Wardell Hotel at the time, when Rivera was painting a set of murals of industry for Henry Ford in the early 1930s
Tonight was the midwinter carnival. The centre of town closes to traffic and the lights turn off...then the druming starts and the procession begins...handmade lanterns and lit paper sculptures. It's otheworldly. NONE of my photos turned out. Next year I'm leaving the camera at home ;-) But I liked the medieval feeling of parts of this image. Happy Winter Solstice!
(And Happy Summer Solstice to you in the North :-)
'Midwinter Fire' Dogwood (Cornus sanguinea)
This deciduous shrub has oval mid-green leaves and produces small creamy-white flowers in May and June.
It's really grown for the brilliant flame-coloured stems that are revealed when the leaves, which turn orange-yellow in autumn, fall.
Exposure: Full sun
Hardiness: Hardy Soil type: Well-drained/light, Clay/heavy, Chalky/alkaline, Moist - in other words, not that fussy!
Height: 300cm Spread: 300cm
Midwinter spring is its own season
Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown,
Suspended in time, between pole and tropic.
When the short day is brightest, with frost and fire,
The brief sun flames the ice, on pond and ditches,
In windless cold that is the heart's heat,
Reflecting in a watery mirror
A glare that is blindness in the early afternoon.
And glow more intense than blaze of branch, or brazier,
Stirs the dumb spirit: no wind, but pentecostal fire
In the dark time of the year. Between melting and freezing
The soul's sap quivers.
— from T. S. Eliot’s Little Gidding, The Four Quartets
サクラステージのイルミネーションはとってもお洒落なんですがなぜか人影はまばらです。
The illuminations at Sakura Stage are very stylish, but strangely there are few people around.
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