Today is the first of December. I know the official change of season occurs when the Sun has traveled as far south as it can go but I’ve always thought of this date as the first day of winter. It snowed today. Fresh, white, festive, it brought out the colors and contrasts of the season.
So, good-bye to the pumpkins, mums and hydrangeas of fall:
The door now opens on winter:
Hello to the Holidays– all boxed up and ready to order. The best words I’ve found to describe the glitz of this season come from the other side of the world. I love the Nepali expression jili-mili, which means all things glittery and tinselly, shiny and showy. But in New England, the best magic of all is the first lingering snowfall.