This morning, the garden is an oasis of stillness after the torrential snows of yesterday, a magical realm surrounded by plumed trees and clouds and crystalline white. On this quiet day before Imbolc (or Candlemas), I found a single tattered lacy leaf resting in the garden. It is both a delicate gift and a reminder - that all things turn in time, and we too must await the time of our turning, a perfect flowing translation into light and verdant springtime song.
Happy Imbolc to one and all...
5 comments:
A lovely blog you have here.
I find this image quite haunting - not sure why. It is very beautiful.
Bright Blessings - on the return of Spring.
K
"Translation into light"-what a marvellous phrase.
Happy Imbolc to you too !
What a lovely image to accompany your quiet, meditative thoughts. I'm always happy to visit you here and immerse myself in the serenity you share.
I was quite interested by the mention of Candlemas, of which I knew nothing.
I looked it up to find that it is the mid-point between the Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox. It occurs usually on February 2nd, or Ground Hog day, but is imbued with religious meaning as well. It signifies the day of Purification of the Blessed Virgin and the Feast of the Presentation of Christ in the Temple.
Your writing and photography are very sensitive and beautiful. It's enriching to stop by and contemplate your offerings.
K
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