One of the things that has changed most since leaving office work is the way that I see this time of year.
When I worked in the city, toiling away in a basement office under fluorescent light I felt like Persephone - half my year was spent out of the light - it was gloomy when I walked to work, it was gloomy when I walked home, I had no way of knowing what was happening outside the building and no sense of the seasons. November to March was a time to be endured.
Now - now that I work for myself - this time of year is the start of my year - the harvest is in, and I am buzzing with plans for orchards and herb patches. Next week I dig the trenches for the tulips, my favourite job of the year. Everything is humming underground.
So now that I am outside in the seasons my New Year has become Samhainn - the Celtic end of summer - (merged through the centuries into Halloween), the beginning of dreams for the Spring.
We shall build fires and light candles, we shall make plans and look forward.
And the children will go guising for sweets!
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