Saturday, 21 December 2013

The wintry sun a-bed



Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,
A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
Blinks but an hour or two; and then,
A blood-red orange, sets again.

[from Winter-Time by Robert Louis Stevenson]

It's Mid-Winter's Day. The Winter Solstice. The Shortest Day.

It's all uphill from here...

2 comments:

  1. And I assume later you'll be running around naked with a flaming torch right?

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    1. Oh no, dear - I might set fire to my peignoir... Jx

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