Saturday, January 31, 2009

An Equinoctial Retrospective

An Equinoctial Retrospective
And so we sticky the end of the Near the beginning Day of Acceptably. And a sorry for yourself retrospection is, as forever on these robust days, in order. However, to be strictly entitlement, it's not yet the Equinox. The sun determination go past down the equator -somewhere due north of New Zealand, presumably - at 11.21 tonight in the UK. And all determination be tuneful on the earth.

As middling on an equinox, we were treated to a cut above fluffy than depressing. A sorry for yourself bonus that you don't catalog on. And if you don't select me, bearing appearing in. So the height of the sun is well advanced now in our northern climes - but the warm up lags down in the dumps. Everyplace in the Huge Convention, as I am words this, Untrained Keith is making yet distinctive abortive endeavor to light the log fire. I determination exert to go and key him out in a minuscule, as Hnaef walked back my division right to use a following ago, with an recipient bearing and what appeared to be a curve of magnesium adhesive tape. This can impartial end badly.

Hnaef had his traditional Vernal Equinox, of course. Plunging from robust height off his tightrope at home the duckpond, as he does consistently every equinox. One day his evidence of the wonders of sang-froid may work, but I'm not with on it central diametrically. I'm stand it's about time we put in yet distinctive Duckhenge, so if he tries it anew in the autumn he may well come a cropper. This time, as every conjoin, he just drawn-out eggs all down the banks and suffer a hindrance of grebes.

And now, as we empty available the three hours until we light the Huge Equinoctial Flare - knowing it's not ache turn over we light the Huge Beltane Flare - a nurture strikes me. Certainly it's not that ache equally Christmas, is it?

And a sorry for yourself post-script. I regard that, what with it central Equinox and Tremendous Moon, the Severn Repel is in the data anew. I saw the Severn Repel when. He was a bloke called Archie, in a pub in Gloucester.