“I have news for you; the stag bells, winter snows, summer has gone.
Wind high and cold, the sun low, short its course, the sea running high.
Deep red the bracken, its shape is lost; the wild goose has raised its accustomed cry.
Cold has seized the birds’ wings; season of ice, this is my news.”
Irish, author unknown, 9th century.
(from A Celtic Miscellany, selected and translated by Kenneth Hurlstone Jackson.)
Season of Ice.....
Cold has definitely seized us, that's for sure. It's only 9 degrees outdoors and with the winds they say it feels like minus 10. Waiting anxiously for spring.
ReplyDeleteHoping you and yours are well.
Mary