Looking Forward to Saturday

It’s almost my favorite day of the year. Not Thanksgiving, although that’s close. Not Christmas. Not Easter. Not me birfday.

My favorite day of the year is the Winter Solstice.

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photo by Marian Allen 2012

When the days get noticeably shorter, I just want to hibernate. If I had a cave I could hunker down in, with a big fire between me and the mastodons, I would so be there, whiling away the winter with, like, pemmican and stuff, drinking hot whiskey and watching Boston Legal marathons.

It’s dark by 6 in the evening now. I can’t imagine living farther north, where the day is just dawn and gone.

So the day with the big red ring around it on my calendar is the Winter Solstice, the longest night / shortest day of the year. After that, the days start getting longer. After that, although the worst, nastiest weather is usually yet to come, I know Spring is on its way. I shout with King Lear, Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow! And then I do a Bronx cheer, which I’ve never seen any King Lear do, ever.

I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies with a recipe for black beans and rice.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Invent a mid-winter celebration for your main character(s) to observe.



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Looking Forward to Saturday

  1. jane

    December 17, 2013 at 8:52am

    HI. I love knowing that the days are getting longer. Whew! Another hurdle overcome.
    Here comes the sun!

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      Marian Allen

      December 17, 2013 at 9:00am

      I know! I just got a tweet from a Twitter pal saying that she lives in England and it gets dark at 3:30! Urgh!

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      Marian Allen

      December 28, 2013 at 5:30pm

      Thanks, Terry! I hope you don’t have too much snow and ice; that must be hard on little puppy feet.

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