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When chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin to tak the gate, While we sit bousing at the nappy, An' getting fou and unco happy, We think na on the lang Scots miles, The mosses, waters, slaps and stiles, That lie between us and our hame, Where sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.

Robert Burns. Poet. Scottish. "Tam O'Shanter'. 1790 [caption id="attachment_171366" align="aligncenter" width="719"]Every Picture Tells a Story: Lake Menteith in the fading light of a winters night Tam O'Shanter and ice-skating on Lake Menteith in Stirling. Copyright Content Catnip 2015[/caption]

It is the time when crimson stars Weary of heaven’s cold delight, And take, like petals from a rose, Their soft and hesitating flight Upon the cool wings of the air Across the purple night.

It is the time when silver sails Go drifting down the violet sea, And every poppy’s crimson mouth Kisses to sleep a lovesick bee; The fireweed waves her rosy plumes On pasture, hill and lea.

It is the time to dream—and feel The lanquid rocking of a boat, The pushing ripple round the keel Where cool, deep-hearted lilies float, And hear thro’ wild syringas steal Some songster’s drowsy note.

It is the time, at eve, to lie And in a hammock faintly sway, To watch the golds and crimsons die Across the blue stretch of the bay; To hear the sweet dusk tiptoe by In the footsteps of the day.

Ella Rhoads Higginson, American 1862 - 1940

[caption id="attachment_171740" align="aligncenter" width="1080"]Cycling adventures at dusk in Wrocław The Gloaming Part 3.  Wrocław, Poland Copyright Content Catnip 2016[/caption]

Hibernal

From Latin hībernālis (wintry), from hiems (winter), hibernal is term for something that refers to winter. On this, the long, long night of Winter Solistice of the southern hemisphere, the dawns and the gloamings grow ever deeper and more thickly velveteen black. Although this point in time marks the darkest, longest night and from this kernel grows the essence of rebirth, renewal and outward growth. Magic by Iceland and Thoreau

The Wild Hunt

One ancient European pagan myth has a ghostly gathering of faeries, elves or lost souls in wild pursuit of prey during this magical and potent time, led by Odin. Famously depicted in the painting Asgårdsreien (1872) by Peter Nicolai Arbo [caption id="attachment_181790" align="aligncenter" width="1080"]Travel: A winter afternoon of contemplation in Queenstown Copyright Content Catnip 2015[/caption]