There is a privacy about it which
no other season gives you....
In spring, summer and fall
people sort of have an open season
on each other; only in the winter...
.....can you have longer,
quiet stretches when you
can savor belonging to yourself.
of just going along, listening to all the
things you can't hear, and not bothering.
I love the quote above by Ruth Stout, that winter gives you "quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself". This is exactly what Stuart and I savour when winter rolls into to town and Oxford is at it's most quiet. We spend so much of the year working all hours God sends that when winter comes, it's finally a blessed time to ourselves. By mid January we start to settle into winter with a quiet contentment, knowing that March and the Easter crowds will be here soon enough.
and lamplit, always otherworldly.
evening, when dusk almost hides the body,
and they seem to issue from nothingness
with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.
~Virginia Woolf, 'Night and Day'
|A wintry scene on Holywell Street, Oxford.|
in our cozy sitting room, watching telly,
or reading, or both, or neither. The night
is quiet and the evening is ours --
and this is where we gather and regenerate
for those bright spring mornings
and the busy Oxford summer days.
and we're so glad you're here.
|Late winter afternoon light over Harris Manchester College, Oxford.|