The Darkest Evening of the Year

It was just about this time of year five years ago when our youngest was a year and a half old. We were driving home one night in early December when for the first time Sarah witnessed Christmas lights. Each time we came across another house decked out for the season she drew the same quick gasp of utter amazement. White lights, blue lights, snowflakes, icicles, giant inflatable, it didn’t matter, the surprise was audible and visible for a little girl taking it all in for the first time. She loved it all and still does. Both of our girls love the lights, especially the ‘dancing house’ near us. This is the Griswald-like house that coordinates 60,000 lights to music. Our girls to this day can’t wait to see the ‘dancing house’ each Christmas and hear the newest song on the play list. The dancing lights make the darkest nights of the year a little brighter, both literally and in the hearts of our girls.

For the winter solstice Friday’s Note presents a little Frost followed by a little light.

Enjoy

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village, though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there's some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

R Frost

On the darkest evening of the year we could all use a little extra light. Though it's a few days early, here ya go: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U2TPMoP01Sc