The longest night of the year…
So I’ve been trying to lighten these nights by being with friends… and lighting fires…
Last weekend a long-time friend drove hours through a huge winter storm to get here so we could drink a little wine, go skiing, laugh, and do some car repair on my old Subaru in the 20-degree weather… all of which we did successfully, more or less. Sunday night after he left for home I dug through the snow covering a large pile of branches and old wood on the back of our acre that had accumulated over the past couple of years and set it on fire. 20-foot flames lit up the dark, snow-covered night for hours.
Last night friends had a dinner party at their home… where I hadn’t laughed that much in a very long time. Thanks friends. I’m still laughing…
And tonight, keeping another tradition going, I went to the annual Christmas party of the local Brain Tumor Support Group that Sandy and I were a part of. It was good to reconnect with all of those wonderful folks. We ate, exchanged gifts, laughed, and remembered… Thanks Mary and crew. Sandy was with us.
When I got home tonight, in honor of the Solstice, I dug our copper fire bowl out of the snow in the Garden of Friendship and had a big campfire. This longest night was lit up, the snow surrounding the flames was glowing as I played my Native American flute… songs for Sandy. Even though this is the first day of winter, the Garden has been snowed in for about a month and a half now. It was beautiful out there to see the flames flickering warmly in the cold, softly glowing snow-covered landscape… and then the coyotes began howling and laughing around the valley… a sound, and an animal, that Sandy and I have always had a special connection to. I’ve got friends out there on this longest night. And I feel Sandy right here by my side… soaking in the laughter, and the warm light.
Good night,
Dan