Dec 12, 2008
Winter: California Winter Solstice
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
- Percy Bysshe Shelley, Ode to the West Wind
Two weeks until Christmas. Today in New York, in deep cold a violent ice storm threatens. Today in San Francisco, a light chill and the promise of weekend rain for relief from our persistent drought. It has been years since I have missed Long Island winters, the snow, the ice, sleet, the harsh cold. Now I’m attuned to milder Northern California winters, hummingbirds sipping from the brilliant yellow spikes of our tall mahonias, their leaves as prickly as Christmas holly. Punctuated by the sprightly white and yellow bells of abutilons, dangling like Christmas tree ornaments. And I’m rejoicing that our dear grandson Evan will be able to travel across the Bay Bridge to our house in San Francisco on Christmas Day. What a wonderful celebration this will be!