It's because of the dark / We see the beauty in the spark
Happy Winter, Merry Yule!
That's the hill beyond the hill next to the Farm. Sunsets are maybe the winteriest thing we have here. Or woods full of bare, mossy trees and ankle-deep crunchy oak leaves. Or gold-brown fields and cool blue skies.
In honor of the Solstice, here's a song I've been saving. It mentions Christmas, but I think the theme fits well with all of the midwinter holidays where we gravitate to little lights in the dark.
Joy by Tracey Thorn
When someone very dear
Calls you with the words "Everything all clear"
It's what you want to hear
But you know it might be different in the new year
That's why, that's why
We hang the lights so high
Joy, joy
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That's the hill beyond the hill next to the Farm. Sunsets are maybe the winteriest thing we have here. Or woods full of bare, mossy trees and ankle-deep crunchy oak leaves. Or gold-brown fields and cool blue skies.
In honor of the Solstice, here's a song I've been saving. It mentions Christmas, but I think the theme fits well with all of the midwinter holidays where we gravitate to little lights in the dark.
Click to viewJoy by Tracey Thorn
When someone very dear
Calls you with the words "Everything all clear"
It's what you want to hear
But you know it might be different in the new year
That's why, that's why
We hang the lights so high
Joy, joy
This entry was also posted at http://rustydog.dreamwidth.org/1134527.html. You may comment at either place.