The solstice is past. The shortest day has come and gone and we are moving towards the long days of summer. They are far off but at least we are going in the right direction.
The hellerboris niger, the Christmas rose, is
in flower, just in time for Christmas. Usually, it is weeks early or
late but this year it is bang on cue.
What
evolutionary advantage does it give a plant to flower in winter? Far
fewer insects about to act as pollinators but then no competition
from other flowering species. Hmm?
Unlike
the hellebore, the winter sunrise did not appear ... well, at
least, not in this airt. Early morning found me up on the cliff tops
scanning the eastern horizon. Alas, cloudy skies resulted in a
non-event.
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| Sunrise |
Unlike last year's spectacular burst of light (Blog 22/121/2013),
this year was more like an Abstract Expressionist painting, a Rothko
in blues and greys. Blocks of seeming emptiness with just a line of
light between. I'm sure the shamans would have understood the
meaning of it.
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| Which is the Abstract Art? |
Back
in the village, the flashing electric blue and diamond white of the
Christmas lights were stridently defying the winter gloom.We make
our own sunshine now.
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