Tag Archives: Winter Solstice

BURNING THE CLOCKS (Redux)

Posted on December 21, 2018 by

Updated – Originally posted December 11, 2017, as part of The Coffee Shop series by Nona Blyth Cloud _____________________________________________ The hours of folly are measured by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure.  – William Blake

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Word Cloud: WINTERDARK

Posted on December 22, 2017 by

by NONA BLYTH CLOUD In the Northern Hemisphere, we are just a day past the longest night of the year, and now the sun will linger moments longer each day until the Summer Solstice. The tides of the seasons never … Continue reading →

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TCS: Winter Holiday Traditions

Posted on December 18, 2017 by

Good Morning! _______________________________________________________ Welcome to The Coffee Shop, just for you early risers on Monday mornings. This is an Open Thread forum, so if you have an off-topic opinion burning a hole in your brainpan, feel free to add a … Continue reading →

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TCS: Burning the Clocks

Posted on December 11, 2017 by

Good Morning! _____________________________________________________ Welcome to The Coffee Shop, just for you early risers on Monday mornings. This is an Open Thread forum, so if you have an off-topic opinion burning a hole in your brainpan, feel free to add a … Continue reading →

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Word Cloud: WINTERTIDE

Posted on December 1, 2017 by

by NONA BLYTH CLOUD The first day of December – three weeks before the Winter Solstice in the Northern Hemisphere, or the Summer Solstice in the Southern Hemisphere. In many northern places, winter has already arrived: the summer birds left … Continue reading →

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Word Cloud: WINDOWS

Posted on December 23, 2016 by

by Nona Blyth Cloud Through the small tall bathroom window the December yard is gray and scratchy, the tree calligraphic. ………………………… – Dave Eggers The view from Dave Eggers’ bathroom window is a close match to the view from my kitchen window. … Continue reading →

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Word Cloud: SNOWBLIND

Posted on December 4, 2015 by

by NONA BLYTH CLOUD It’s an irony that the things I like best about Christmas are traditions from places where Winter means snow and ice. The smell of pine warmed by glowing lights, carols full of cold Decembers, and hot … Continue reading →

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