When winter is upon us and Mother Earth has again tilted on her axis, the ancient wind changes direction and blows in from the north. The snow will soon follow, covering streets and meadows, alleys and farm fields.
The snowbirds will again fly south, while the rest of us hang on through the ice and cold, to trudge and shovel, all the while recalling warmer days and other happy times with friends and family.
And with each season the songs change too. Hopeful songs of spring turn green and ripen with the coming of summer. The long warm days add brightness to our travel and carryings-on.
And all at once it’s time to get back to school, to note the turning of the colors, to tend one last time to the autumn garden, and to once again tune in the football game on television.
With the first spit of winter we brace ourselves. We retrieve our boots and find our winter sweaters long ago stashed away. The north wind howls and the yellow corn stalks are again torn with holes.
And with the darkness and the coming of holiday lights, it’s once again time to dust off and return to, a handful of the old December songs.
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