Monday, March 26, 2007

Last of Winter

The morning is cold and still. There is a hovering promise of sunshine in the air.

On Saturday night, the sunset was a deep magenta with swirling and shadowy wisps of cloud streaked across the palette of sky. "Red sky at night, sailor's delight," I whispered to myself, and closed my eyes with a silent prayer for sun.

I awoke at 4 am to feed Soul-Baby and couldn't fall back to sleep. I read and caught up on letters, watched a documentary online called "The Great Global Warming Swindle" (a counter to Al Gore's "An Inconvienient Truth"). Around 7 am, sharp rays of sunlight pierced through and around my curtains and filled our home with a golden hue. I stayed alive and attentive to sun throughout the day, the entire day! Glorious. Clear blue skies, gleaming green fields; it was almost too much for my eyes to take in. The world became colour again. And this morning looks like it will be the same.

We spent most of yesterday with some amazing families who came together to celebrate the baptisms of two new baby girls, born to sisters, within two months of eachother. Four of the mothers and I are part of a mom's group. My husband and I attend an Anglican church, but the other mothers in the group are Catholic. The Catholic tradition is to have a special Baptism ceremony separate from the regular church service, for family and friends.

The ceremony was beautiful and attended by many. Afterwards, we gathered at their home for a reception. It was a bustling flurry of children, nursing babies, tinkling wine glasses and lively conversation. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.

The selection of gourmet foods was astounding. My favorite dessert was the super RICH chocolate torte(?) fudge cake(?)... something spectacularly chocolate and RICH (did I mention RICH?). It was topped with crushed pistachio nuts. wow-ee. And my favorite Hor'derve was warmed Brie, covered in hunny and flaked almonds on crunchy slices of baquette.

After we arrived home at 5 pm, my husband crawled in bed for a nap, chubby soul-baby laid down for a nap and my Alley-oop and I cuddled up with a wool blanket to watch PollyAnna. It was a wonderful end to the weekend.



L.L. Barkat said...

As much as I love spring and summer (oh, and how they are on their way!), I also love those winter moments snuggling in warm woolen blankets. I suppose each season offers something unique for the longings of our souls.

tamie said...

Sounds like a lovely weekend! Babies and almost-spring....

I haven't heard of the documentary you mention, and I couldn't get the link to work. What did you think?

Mama Monk said...

Thank you both L.L and Tamie for your comments. I agree about each season offering something unique for the longing of our souls...yes. Hey Tam, I fixed the link, check it out. Apparently the film has been erased or disallowed by google. If you find the link broken again, do a search for "The Great Global Warming Swindle." I really enjoyed watching both films, and actually felt more convinced by the counter. It is chalk full of interviews with scientist's, whereas Al Gore's film is based largely on his personal story and a few isolated experiences with scientific research. Both are worth watching, definitely.

Do let me know what YOU think after viewing.