I love December. The holidays are almost here. Snow is far more likely to fall in my corner of the world, even more likely in January. I wake up and rush to the window to check the ground and then the clouds to see if those wonderful white flakes have fallen or might be falling soon. Usually my Christmas shopping is almost done–this year I am horribly behind. Christmas decoration are everywhere. And my birthday is just around the corner.
I feel like a kid at this time of year. Very excited about the season and anxious to see what might happen. Plans are being made to see family or at least talk to them if travel arrangements aren’t in the cards. Everything sparkles–not the way Edward does, more like white twinkling lights. Everything is magical.
Magical. That is how this time of year always feels to me. Like maybe there really are unicorns in the woods, fairies and elves in the gardens, and wizards and witches living among us.
Sounds like Halloween, right?
Not for me. Halloween has never had that sense of magic in it for me. Sure it’s fun and a great way to mark the season. But it lacks magic.
What part of the year feels magical to you?
December 3rd, 2009 at 7:47 am
The nights are the most magical to me. The fog rolls in, or the street lights make the snow glitter all around like fairy dust.
December 3rd, 2009 at 4:01 pm
Oooh. I like that too.
January 2nd, 2010 at 11:52 am
Night time…right after a snowfall. The whole city is silent, even the cars driving by don’t seem to make a sound. I love this.