Winter. Solstice. A gyroscopic dance choreographed by Earth’s axial tilt. Sun set still in winter longest night shortest day Yule midwinter The land is vulnerable now, sometimes covered by snowflakes that have let go of
something somewhere up there and parachuted down to enchant rooftops and leaning-over farm fences and autumn-tarnished grass. And while tulip bulbs linger in unseen silence beneath the austere earth, cedars in snowy places fragrance the cold air with emerald stillness and praise the December moonlight.
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Jill Crainshaw is a poet, preacher, and
teacher. Through her writing and teaching, she celebrates life’s seasons and
seasonings. She and her two dogs, Bella and Penny, look for poems each day in their back yard. Sometimes Jill writes them
down. Check out Jill’s most recent book, Thrive: How professionals
55 and over can get unstuck and renew their lives on
her website, jillcrainshaw.com.