#midwinter — Public Fediverse posts
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Can you believe that I am still picking tomatoes from the 2 self-sown plants? #MidWinter.
I pick them when they are large and full, and let them finish ripening inside. I have 2 dozen others in various stages of ripening.
The plants are still flowering and setting fruit.
#Food #FromTheKitchen #FromTheKitchen #Tomatoes #GrowYourOwn #Gardening #GardeningAU #GardeningAdelaide
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Can you believe that I am still picking tomatoes from the 2 self-sown plants? #MidWinter.
I pick them when they are large and full, and let them finish ripening inside. I have 2 dozen others in various stages of ripening.
The plants are still flowering and setting fruit.
#Food #FromTheKitchen #FromTheKitchen #Tomatoes #GrowYourOwn #Gardening #GardeningAU #GardeningAdelaide
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Penguin Interviews (1900) by Frederick Albert Cook, from Through the First Antarctic Night, 1898–1899.
Source: University of Toronto Libraries / Internet Archive
https://pdimagearchive.org/images/8a0ad7b8-8463-4bbd-8af4-fa63c9b69e03
#grids #solstice #exploration #ice #nature #antarctic #antarctica #birds #penguins #midwinter #light #wildlife #darkness #art #publicdomain
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Penguin Interviews (1900) by Frederick Albert Cook, from Through the First Antarctic Night, 1898–1899.
Source: University of Toronto Libraries / Internet Archive
https://pdimagearchive.org/images/8a0ad7b8-8463-4bbd-8af4-fa63c9b69e03
#grids #solstice #exploration #ice #nature #antarctic #antarctica #birds #penguins #midwinter #light #wildlife #darkness #art #publicdomain
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Aaaaand… I missed yet another #MusicMonday 🫣 Well, it would have been: Midwinter - "Blood Bag"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Am978_bQXVA
It's an absolute crime those guys aren't more widely known! Gorgeous cleans.
All my Monday picks in one convenient playlist:
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0QM8g9O3FgZdaWeJPPMFrp -
Aaaaand… I missed yet another #MusicMonday 🫣 Well, it would have been: Midwinter - "Blood Bag"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Am978_bQXVA
It's an absolute crime those guys aren't more widely known! Gorgeous cleans.
All my Monday picks in one convenient playlist:
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0QM8g9O3FgZdaWeJPPMFrp -
A Tabular Iceberg, Seen at the Pack-Edge in the South Pacific (1900) by Frederick Albert Cook, from Through the First Antarctic Night, 1898–1899.
Source: University of Toronto Libraries / Internet Archive
https://pdimagearchive.org/images/399b6e86-2e82-4d6a-acfa-21b4390759e5
#solstice #exploration #ice #marine #antarctic #antarctica #icebergs #penguins #geography #midwinter #light #landscapes #oceans #darkness #art #publicdomain
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A Tabular Iceberg, Seen at the Pack-Edge in the South Pacific (1900) by Frederick Albert Cook, from Through the First Antarctic Night, 1898–1899.
Source: University of Toronto Libraries / Internet Archive
https://pdimagearchive.org/images/399b6e86-2e82-4d6a-acfa-21b4390759e5
#solstice #exploration #ice #marine #antarctic #antarctica #icebergs #penguins #geography #midwinter #light #landscapes #oceans #darkness #art #publicdomain
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Last night was BFMS' annual Midwinter Ball. A few of the regulars couldn't make it because their cars weren't dug out yet, but the church hall where the dance is held had adequate plowing in the parking lot, so somewhere around 85-90 of us were able to dance to great music. The band played a little on the fast side, and more repeats than usual, to make sure we all stayed warm. I had never danced a dance with a backward progression before!
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Midwinter Stratcon XIII in Bath draws tabletop baseball community https://www.rawchili.com/mlb/526876/ #Baseball #Community #eighteen #me #midwinter #Sagadahoc #Sports #stratcon #Teams #xiii
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20 more days to get through before the end of January. Something needs to be done to make January more palatable. We need a special day. Perhaps a day off work and we all have to go and volunteer somewhere. Or a party in the nearest park.
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Lochindorb Castle
Clan Cornyn island stronghold
Paddlers' paradise#Haiku #OneHaikuADay #WritersCollective #writingcommunity #BackToHaiku #Seasons #Winter #Holiday #Christmastide #NewYear #Travel #Family #Norway #USA #Scotland # #Solstice #Midwinter #Highlands #Loch #Lochindorb #Castle #LochindorbCastle #Paddle #Paddleboard #Clan #Cornyn #ClanCornyn #Photography
December 30, 2025 -
Lochindorb Castle
Clan Cornyn island stronghold
Paddlers' paradise#Haiku #OneHaikuADay #WritersCollective #writingcommunity #BackToHaiku #Seasons #Winter #Holiday #Christmastide #NewYear #Travel #Family #Norway #USA #Scotland # #Solstice #Midwinter #Highlands #Loch #Lochindorb #Castle #LochindorbCastle #Paddle #Paddleboard #Clan #Cornyn #ClanCornyn #Photography
December 30, 2025 -
The cairns of Clava
Bronze age Midwinter sunset
Marking the solstice#Haiku #OneHaikuADay #WritersCollective #writingcommunity #BackToHaiku #Seasons #Winter #Holiday #Christmastide #Christmas #NewYear #Travel #Family #Norway #USA #MerryChristmas #HappyChristmas #GodJul #Scotland #Clava #ClavaCairns #BalnuaranOfClava #Solstice #Midwinter #Highlands #Photography #Sun #Sunset
December 29, 2025 -
The cairns of Clava
Bronze age Midwinter sunset
Marking the solstice#Haiku #OneHaikuADay #WritersCollective #writingcommunity #BackToHaiku #Seasons #Winter #Holiday #Christmastide #Christmas #NewYear #Travel #Family #Norway #USA #MerryChristmas #HappyChristmas #GodJul #Scotland #Clava #ClavaCairns #BalnuaranOfClava #Solstice #Midwinter #Highlands #Photography #Sun #Sunset
December 29, 2025 -
A cold midwinter view, captured at Rainton Meadows, Houghton-le-Spring in NE England.
Joe's Pond is a lovely spot on a fine summer's day, but here, captured around the winter solstice, it is exuding some of the bleakness associated with this time of the year.
Rainton Meadows is managed by the Durham Wildlife Trust and it is also their HQ.
#midwinter #december #sunderland #durhamwildlifetrust #bleak #landscape -
A cold midwinter view, captured at Rainton Meadows, Houghton-le-Spring in NE England.
Joe's Pond is a lovely spot on a fine summer's day, but here, captured around the winter solstice, it is exuding some of the bleakness associated with this time of the year.
Rainton Meadows is managed by the Durham Wildlife Trust and it is also their HQ.
#midwinter #december #sunderland #durhamwildlifetrust #bleak #landscape -
There's such a tiny sliver of New Moon above the western horizon in the fading light! I'm glad I was here to see it, rather than out running errands. 🌚
(I mean, I still need to run at least 1 or 2. But I'm so glad to have seen this.)
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There's such a tiny sliver of New Moon above the western horizon in the fading light! I'm glad I was here to see it, rather than out running errands. 🌚
(I mean, I still need to run at least 1 or 2. But I'm so glad to have seen this.)
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Foggy midwinter in Sheffield. I planted an apple tree. To prepare for the light returning, I reduced the height of a hedge to the south of my land. Barrowed in lots of eucalyptus woodchip, thanks to whoever dropped that, mulch is always appreciated. Two more apple trees to plant. #sheffield #allotment #midwinter
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The Winter Solstice
When the Dark Pauses, and the Light Remembers How to Return
There is a particular hush that falls on the world at the Winter Solstice. Not silence exactly, more a collective holding of breath. The fields are bare, the trees stripped to their bones, and the sun has drawn its shortest, shyest arc across the sky. This is the longest night of the year, the great still point of winter. And for thousands of years, humans have marked it not with fear, but with reverence, stubborn hope, and no small amount of fire.
Because this night matters.
Long before calendars, Christianity, or electric light, people knew this moment instinctively. You can feel it in your bones if you slow down enough. The darkness has reached its fullest expression and crucially, it has gone no further. From tomorrow, however imperceptibly at first, the light begins to return. Not with fanfare, but with quiet determination.
The Solstice isn’t about banishing darkness. It’s about surviving it.
Across cultures, the Winter Solstice is framed as a solar rebirth. The old sun dies; the new sun is born. This idea turns up everywhere, dressed in different clothes.
In Norse lands, this was ‘Yule’, a liminal season rather than a single day. Fires were lit not just for warmth, but to coax the sun back – a bit of sympathetic magic, if you will. If we make light, surely the sky will follow.
Oaks were honoured, evergreens brought indoors as promises that life persisted even when everything looked dead. The Yule log itself was a talisman – burned slowly, deliberately, sometimes over twelve days, its embers saved to protect the home for the coming year.
The Romans celebrated ‘Saturnalia’, a riotous, topsy-turvy affair where social rules collapsed, gifts were exchanged, and mischief reigned. Beneath the revelry sat an older truth: order must occasionally dissolve so it can be remade. Darkness, chaos, winter – none of these were enemies. They were necessary phases.
Further east, the Persian festival of ‘Yalda Night’ marks the victory of light over darkness. Families still gather to eat red fruits like pomegranates and watermelon, symbolic of the sun’s life force, staying awake through the longest night to witness the turning of the year together.
You don’t face the dark alone if you can help it.
And then there’s Stonehenge, standing stoic on Salisbury Plain, its stones aligned so the midwinter sun rises between them. This wasn’t accidental. It tells us plainly:
this moment mattered enough to build monuments for it.
Folklore is rich with strange visitors, watchful spirits, and rules about what one should – and absolutely should not – do on the Solstice.
In many traditions, this night was dangerously thin. The veil didn’t just weaken at Samhain, it frayed here too. Spirits wandered. Ancestors drew close. The Wild Hunt was said to thunder across the sky, particularly in Northern Europe, its riders sweeping up the unwary. Doors were bolted, fires kept burning, and offerings left out, not always out of generosity, but pragmatism.
Best not to offend whatever’s passing through.
In Alpine regions, Perchta roamed during the Twelve Nights, inspecting homes and punishing laziness or disorder. A clear house, clean hearth, and finished spinning were essential. Winter spirits, it seems, have always been surprisingly invested in domestic standards.
Closer to home, British folklore often treated the Solstice as a time for divination. Apples cut crosswise to reveal a pentagram of seeds, candles floated in bowls of water, dreams carefully noted. The future, like the sun, was momentarily paused – easier to glimpse before it began moving again.
Solstice superstitions tend to be less about luck and more about alignment.It was considered wise to:
Light candles or fires to encourage the sun’s return.
Bring greenery indoors – holly, ivy, pine – to remind the house that life endures.
Finish old business before the Solstice. Debts paid, grudges laid down, tools cleaned and put away.
Speak intentions aloud because the year was listening.
It was considered unwise to:
Whistle at night (an invitation, apparently).
Let the fire go out.
Start something major before the turn – births are one thing, contracts quite another.
Ignore dreams, which were thought especially potent now.
The underlying theme is simple: tread thoughtfully. This is a threshold.
Bonus Rituals Old and New (No Stone Circle Required)
Historically, Solstice rituals were practical, symbolic, and communal. Feasting mattered because scarcity was real. Sharing food was an act of survival, not indulgence. Drinking together forged bonds that might need to hold through a hard winter.
Today, we don’t need to slaughter livestock or track the sun’s arc with stones – but the bones of those rituals still serve us remarkably well.
Modern Solstice rituals often include:
Lighting a single candle in darkness, sitting quietly, and acknowledging the year that’s ending.
Writing down what you’re releasing, then safely burning or burying it.
Honouring ancestors, whether through photographs, stories, or simply speaking their names.
Setting gentle intentions, not resolutions – seeds, not demands.
This isn’t about forcing positivity. The Solstice doesn’t ask us to be cheerful. It asks us to be honest.
What has been heavy?
What has survived anyway?
What small light have you carried without noticing?
Why does it still matter? Well, we live in a world that hates stillness. Winter is something to be endured, bypassed, drowned out with noise and lights and productivity. The Solstice stands in quiet opposition to that.
It reminds us that darkness is not failure. Rest is not weakness. Waiting is not wasted time.
The sun does not leap back into the sky tomorrow. It inches. And that is enough.
So tonight, whether you’re lighting candles, staring into the dark, or simply noticing the day felt a little… held – know that you’re participating in something ancient. Something human. Something that has carried us through worse winters than this.
The wheel has turned. The light remembers the way back.
And so, perhaps, do we.
Merry Solstice 🌒✨💚
#Midwinter #RitualsForMidwinter #winterSolstice #witchcraftFolklore #Yule -
Happy solstice and blessèd midwinter, Fediverse! 🌟❄🕯🌌
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Happy solstice and blessèd midwinter, Fediverse! 🌟❄🕯🌌
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Die längste Nacht des Jahres kündigt sich heute mit grauer, nasskalter Dauerdämmerung schon am Mittag an. Ein paar Farbkleckse gibt es dennoch. Und ab morgen werden die Tage dann wieder länger - das ist schön und gut. Außerdem freue ich mich über mein vorgezogenes Weihnachtsgeschenk, ein gebrauchtes, neuwertiges AF Zoom-Nikkor 35-105mm f/3.5-4.5N. Diese 90er AF-Zooms werden weithin unterschätzt, denke sich.
#wintersonnenwende #wintersolstice #midwinter #dezember #december #silentsunday
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Die längste Nacht des Jahres kündigt sich heute mit grauer, nasskalter Dauerdämmerung schon am Mittag an. Ein paar Farbkleckse gibt es dennoch. Und ab morgen werden die Tage dann wieder länger - das ist schön und gut. Außerdem freue ich mich über mein vorgezogenes Weihnachtsgeschenk, ein gebrauchtes, neuwertiges AF Zoom-Nikkor 35-105mm f/3.5-4.5N. Diese 90er AF-Zooms werden weithin unterschätzt, denke sich.
#wintersonnenwende #wintersolstice #midwinter #dezember #december #grauingrau
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#today #photography #landscape #nature #midwinter
Midwinter blessings -
#today #photography #landscape #nature #midwinter
Midwinter blessings -
"They looked towards the hilltop and saw a yellow flame rising against the sky. Too-ticky had lit the bonfire. It wrapped itself in flames at once, from ground to top, it gave a roar like a lion and threw its reflection straight down on the black ice" Moominland #Midwinter, Tove Jansson
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"They looked towards the hilltop and saw a yellow flame rising against the sky. Too-ticky had lit the bonfire. It wrapped itself in flames at once, from ground to top, it gave a roar like a lion and threw its reflection straight down on the black ice" Moominland #Midwinter, Tove Jansson
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He has gone down into darkness at the wrecked end of the year
And is lying, gaberlunzie, in the needled nest of frost…—Gerry Cambridge, “Processional at the Winter Solstice”
published in Notes for Lighting a Fire (HappenStance Press 2012) -
He has gone down into darkness at the wrecked end of the year
And is lying, gaberlunzie, in the needled nest of frost…—Gerry Cambridge, “Processional at the Winter Solstice”
published in Notes for Lighting a Fire (HappenStance Press 2012) -
On the loom of winter, shadows
gather in a web; then the
shuttle of St. Lucy makes a
pause; a dark weave
fills the room…—George Mackay Brown, “Maeshowe: Midwinter”
in FOLLOWING A LARK (John Murray, 1996)5/5
#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #GeorgeMackayBrown #midwinter #solstice #Orkney #archaeology #prehistory #neolithic
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On the loom of winter, shadows
gather in a web; then the
shuttle of St. Lucy makes a
pause; a dark weave
fills the room…—George Mackay Brown, “Maeshowe: Midwinter”
in FOLLOWING A LARK (John Murray, 1996)5/5
#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #GeorgeMackayBrown #midwinter #solstice #Orkney #archaeology #prehistory #neolithic
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Some slock they must hiv hin on them,
haevan man-shorn rock fae quarry tae dig,
their own hand’s deueen hewn intae the face o it…—Ingrid Leonard, “Maeshowe – I”
in SOUND OF AN ICEBERG: New Writing Scotland 374/5
https://asls.org.uk/publications/books/newwriting/nws37/
#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #midwinter #solstice #Orkney #archaeology #prehistory #neolithic #Scots #Scotslanguage
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Some slock they must hiv hin on them,
haevan man-shorn rock fae quarry tae dig,
their own hand’s deueen hewn intae the face o it…—Ingrid Leonard, “Maeshowe – I”
in SOUND OF AN ICEBERG: New Writing Scotland 374/5
https://asls.org.uk/publications/books/newwriting/nws37/
#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #midwinter #solstice #Orkney #archaeology #prehistory #neolithic #Scots #Scotslanguage
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…I dream
we are pregnant again, sharing the same
green among grey, the selfsame startled heart
that Maeshowe, like the navel of the north,
offers at first glance.—Taylor Strickland, “The Low Road”
3/5
https://georgemackaybrownfellowship.com/taylor-strickland-the-low-road-4/
#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #midwinter #solstice #Orkney #archaeology #prehistory #neolithic
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…I dream
we are pregnant again, sharing the same
green among grey, the selfsame startled heart
that Maeshowe, like the navel of the north,
offers at first glance.—Taylor Strickland, “The Low Road”
3/5
https://georgemackaybrownfellowship.com/taylor-strickland-the-low-road-4/
#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #midwinter #solstice #Orkney #archaeology #prehistory #neolithic
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From 2021: the setting midwinter #solstice sun illuminates the interior of a 5,000-year-old tomb – Maeshowe chambered cairn on Orkney
2/5
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3IBIWm7Zoro
#Scottish #Scotland #midwinter #solstice #Orkney #archaeology #prehistory #neolithic
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From 2021: the setting midwinter #solstice sun illuminates the interior of a 5,000-year-old tomb – Maeshowe chambered cairn on Orkney
2/5
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3IBIWm7Zoro
#Scottish #Scotland #midwinter #solstice #Orkney #archaeology #prehistory #neolithic
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“You are standing in a high, dim stone vault. There is a thick soundlessness, as in a recording studio, or a strongroom.”
—Kathleen Jamie visits Maeshowe chambered cairn at midwinter, for the London Review of Books, 2003
1/5
https://www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v25/n24/kathleen-jamie/into-the-dark
#Scottish #literature #midwinter #solstice #Orkney #archaeology #prehistory #neolithic
