The Winter Solstice.
One of the best things about the run up to Christmas is the winter solstice, the 21st of December. It’s been thought that the winter solstice has been celebrated in the UK for thousands of years and that stonehenge was possibly built to commemorate both the summer and winter solstices.
It’s also known that Christmas itself is celebrated so close to the solstice simply because in the early days of christianity it was attached onto already existing winter celebrations, the pagan solstice celebrations being one of them.Though that is a very basic and simplified version of what actually happened, but in my defence am not a historian, nor am I well versed in the pagan religion.
However, personally I love the winter solstice, though it’s definitely something that I have started to appreciate more in recent years. The winter solstice marks the shortest day of the year and the start of the days starting to get light again. It’s the turning point in the cold, dark, miserable mornings. The fact that it’s the stepping stone towards no longer having to sort the horses out in the dark is definitely a plus, though it’s gonna be at least a month I reckon before we get to that point.
However, in honour of it being the shortest day of the year, and also because one of my friends gave me this line, it’s also one of the shortest blog posts. Now I’m off to snuggle up on the sofa with a nice hot drink.