The sky this morning is pure delight, and helps counter the sobering news of the day even as many people begin the celebration of Hanukkah and the lighting of a candle each night.
I light candles these days because I love the flickering light.
Like waves in the sea, the movement is never the same.
In the past, I’ve written a letter from the North Polar Bear to the younger people in my world. Tolkien wrote the Christmas letters to his children when he didn’t have money for presents. Each year the clumsy North Polar Bear managed inadvertently and accidentally to destroy the gifts, and the beautifully illustrated letter explained what happened.
This is such a strange year I suppose no explanation is needed, though Dr. Fauci has reassured us that Santa is immune to Covid and won’t be spreading the disease when he rides through the sky in his sleigh and slides down chimneys on December 24th.
Recently I read that Santa’s reindeer are female, not male. We know that because male reindeer drop their antlers at the beginning of winter, usually late November to mid-December.
Female reindeer retain their antlers until after they give birth in the spring. Therefore, the reindeer pulling Santa’s sleigh, even Rudolph, are female.
They need new names. Perhaps Dashita, Dancerly, Prancine, Vixtoria, Comcie, Cupida, Dondorthy, Blixina, and Ruby with her shining red light of a nose.
A friend used the isolation of the pandemic to go through 25,000 photos. I’m still prancing around and maybe like the North Polar Bear my intention to light is floating flickering over the northern ground.
On further reflection, I’ve now re-read Twas the Night before Christmas, and there’s nothing that gives the sex of the reindeer, so the original names are gender neutral, and Rudolph came later. The story is scientifically accurate, well, if you believe reindeer can fly and carry a sleigh, and maybe the point is we can name the reindeer however we choose. Enjoy the play!!