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In Minnesota there are many sayings, but one of my favorites is that there are only two seasons, not four. They are: “Winter is coming – Winter is here.”
The “Winter is coming” seasons are glorious, but all too
brief. Spring creeps in with greening grass and teeming flowers, Summer
is filled with bright sun, puffy clouds and the bluest skies, Fall is a
riot of fiery colors, but Winter seems to last forever with grey skies
and nearly bare trees with only a few rag-tag bunches of leaves refusing
to let go and settle back to the earth.
Perhaps that is why Christmas is so important – the bright
lights usually go on Thanksgiving weekend when families get together and
have time to decorate. Neighborhoods glow with color and figures of
festive importance. Some areas are so spectacular that they attract
strings of cars filled with lookers who enjoy seeing what items have
been added this year.
I am reminded of an area in Kansas City where it is whispered
that gangsters dwell. Every year that neighborhood is a fairy land of
lights and animation. Many lawns look as well planned as department
store windows. Their unstated message is “we are not all bad” it seems
to me.
This year I am in a new home and Winter has arrived far ahead
of its official beginning with the Winter Solstice. As I write,
Thanksgiving is next week, so I am thinking of how I want to decorate my
apartment to celebrate the holidays and brighten up my life because
Winter is here.
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