Less than sixty minutes remain of the winter solstice. I don’t celebrate Christmas or New Years. I’m among the group of people in which holidays hold nothing but bitter memories. As mid-summer passes into fall, I count down the days until December 21st of each year. I’m starved for the individual flavor each additional minute will bring to my evening table.
The solstice means I’ve made it through another year. I’ve survived the worst of my imagined and real terrors. Except for the weather, hopefully everything will continue on for another year. There was a time in my life when yellow was my favorite color. I couldn’t be miserable wearing yellow. My living quarters, even without southern windows looked sunnier with a touch of yellow on the walls.
Somewhere along the way, I realized I really don’t look good wearing yellow. Decorating with yellow looked dated past the 1970’s. As life moved on I shifted my love of yellow to flowers, admired golden sunsets on the prairies, and on rare days when I woke early, appreciated the butter soft glow of a misty sunrise.
Today I’ve taken time to break all the rules about photographic placement, color, form, and size. I’ve gone back into my vault and overhauled a few old favorites taken at a Pow Wow in Lac du Flambeau, Wisconsin several years ago. The yellow were everywhere. I stopped short of pulling out the yellow-green. It was a close call, but I’ll save those for another day.
Feel free to let me know what you think of my solstice madness.Enjoy your own mid-winter, or mid-summer holidays, depending on which half of the planet you live on. Thank for stopping by. See you next year!
The Road Less Paved 
You may be breaking all the rules but the results are beautiful!
Have a very Merry Christmas, Dorann, and thank you for letting me know you stopped in. 🙂
Beautiful photos. 😀
Thanks for letting me what you think of them. The coming year is going to be the one I finally listen to my own voice. We’ll meet again! 🙂
Oh, the supreme power of yellow! I really love your choice of Native American dress, those vivid colors and importance of ceremony and ritual. I, too, would rather avoid holiday celebrations. I acknowledged the Solstice in a circle of friends. The return of the light was such an important event before the advent of electricity. Now we have too much light, at the wrong times, and of the wrong kind (computer, TV, phone screens at night affect our sleep patterns) and too little real light exposure during the day.
Thanks for the vibrant images, very uplifting.
Yesterday, for less than a minute, the sun broke through the fog then faded. It’s been weeks since we’ve seen it here in central Wisconsin. I was lucky I was outside to catch it! My husband it a gaming junkie, he had special glasses made to filter those light exposures out you’re talking about. Personally, I’d rather watch the light photography gives us, but all too often I’m driving and someone is pushing behind me at 65 mph and I can’t stop to catch it. The solstice seemed more important this year, perhaps because the future seems so grim. Let’s look forward to returning daylight, and thanks for the compliment. It’s very appreciated. See you next time. 🙂
I absolutely love the variety of yellows here! This is one of the times when breaking the rules is good! 🙂
Thank you for the agreeing it’s okay to break to break the rules. I plan on doing a lot more of it in the coming months. Spend way too much of life ‘being a good girl’, lol.
Yeah I feel the same. So now you’ll indeed take the road less paved. 😉
Wow. Beautiful, vibrant and creative. Had to hit that follow button.
Yahoo, thank you, and a new follow too! I am very happy to meet you and hope to see you often.