Ave Sol Invictus!
Phew.
I thought it would never come.
Of course, what's peculiar about the way we've divided up our year is that on this, the day the winter gloom, both physical and emotional, ceases its advance, we celebrate, not spring but... winter. Dude, we've seen you. Go away now.
How much do I hate winter? Enough so that the first sight of bright spring colors at Gymboree or Baby Gap is enough to cheer me, even if all it really means is that we've spent ourselves out on fleece and hat'n'scarf sets by now and must be tempted with novelty to keep us buying. I don't care! It's green and pink and yellow, it's bright, nothing looks itchy or has intarsia snowflakes or fairisle or rows of little reindeer.
Happy solstice!
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Yes, I am constantly amazed how, just as I'm starting to say, Thank God Winter is well on it's way, the calendar tells me it has just started. Sheesh. But those clothes Are adorable.
Posted by: Jessica R. | January 12, 2010 at 12:38 PM