He was resting pretty comfortably when I returned from work, but never bothered to say hello. Just grinned at me.
Larry seems to know him pretty well. He introduced me...
To Ol' Man Winter! He was comfortable when the sun was shining,
But tonight it's pretty chilly to be hanging out on a swing. It hasn't bothered him yet. He'd look more worried if he knew what is in store for him tomorrow night.
Bonfire. Need I say more?
Tomorrow night we'll gather with friends to celebrate the end of winter by burning our effigy of Old Man Winter in the fire! Larry did a pretty good job of making him, didn't he? He's a crafty man, my husband. (Or warped. I'm never sure which. Maybe both.)
What else will we do to celebrate the new season?
1. Give seeds to our friends--maybe lettuce? or flowers? I'll decide tomorrow.
2. Try to balance an egg on its end. I know, I know, it's old stuff and probably more legend than fact, but I have got to try it.
3. Have seven things beginning with "s" on the table. This is borrowed from Middle Eastern tradition, and I like it. So, what seven things? Maybe:
Stew (I know this will be there already!)
Sauvignon (Cabernet, of course, but I need the "s" to be first)
Sweets of some kind
Salt? or salad? or ....any suggestions?
It will be a good time, maybe with some singing (I'm hoping my throat is better by then, but if not, I'll be happy to listen to the others), and maybe someone will play some music. We'll watch the stars circle and enjoy the swing of seasons.
Here's to the new year!