I like the day of Hromnice. It feels like a divider. It is a day on which I am hopeful and a little excited, as if looking forward to a new beginning. We are still freezing our butts off, but today is when the day is officially an hour longer than it was on December 21. It’s easy to notice the difference. It is now 4:15 p.m. and the sun is still out! When I went out this morning, it was -5 degrees, but the birds were singing.
It’ll still be hard to get through the rest of winter. January is when I usually start getting really impatient with the cold, the darkness, the need to bundle up all the time. A couple weeks ago, I thought of a tree that’s growing along a country lane near where Jeff and I used to live in Northern California, and I remembered passing the tree on one of our walks on a chilly January day and seeing it bloom. There’s nothing blooming here yet, but at least February only has 28 days. Let the countdown begin.
Happy Groundhog Day!
Hey Dana,
Thanks for another insight into Czech culture. It is fun to learn about the little things that make a countries culture special.
Ted