Even as we are busily preparing for the arrival of winter by composting and mulching over the garden beds and cleaning out chicken coops to place in fresh bedding (and a whole host of other things) we are also preparing for the arrival of winter’s greatest offering: Christmas.
I always liked the ancient idea that celebrating throughout December with feasts and friends – and plenty of gluhwein (right Celeste???) and mead, I am sure – was to enjoy the harvest and perishable items before they rotted and to fatten up their bodies and hearts for the long, lean, dark winter to come. When we lived in upstate New York I could certainly empathize with such an idea. The good times and goodies we amassed through the holidays got us through the rest of the cold grey winters, which often lasted through April (I clearly remember friends still skiing at that point – wearing shorts!). Not that I disliked winter – far from it. I still love the snow and wish we had more of it here in Virginia.
Though we have fairly warm winters here (generally our days remain well above freezing) it is still nice to use this time as an excuse to spend as much time with friends and family as possible (and bake up enough goodies to hopefully last long after).
So, we have put up our tree, hung our stockings, and placed evergreen branches generously throughout. I even made a wreath for my new garden gate.
Even Alabama looks festive in his new jingle – bell collar:
Soon the cookie baking will begin, the parties will start, the house will be full of the sounds and smells of impending Christmas.
We can’t wait!
An Ernie in the making…