We used to live in the bush in British Columbia. A friend whose birthday was on December 21 always hosted a Winter Solstice celebration for the occasion. She was a 'child of the earth' and knew how to celebrate the solstice. She was also quite artsy so the décor was heavenly. Mind you, living there one only had to step out the door to have a wealth of decorative material at hand. We gals wore long skirts - nothing fancy or elaborate - perhaps reminiscent of our hippie days. The food, the drink, and the camaraderie left us with lingering memories of the good times we had. It was there that I had my first toke ....
2 comments:
I love the photo you found. Nice reflective piece. I used to know someone who gave Summer Solstice parties. No long skirts, and no tokes, though. =) A little dancing under the moonlight.
Never heard of solstice parties before. Nice memories, Kate.
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