11/2/10

that time of year again

You gotchyer day people and you gotchyer night people. Oh, sure, daytime is great. Sunshine, warm air, blue skies, green trees. Lunch, a fine meal. Folks are hustling and bustling, jobs get done, houses get built. Kids play in the park, families walk around Lake Ella. Nothing wrong with daytime.

But I perk up as the colors fade out of the world and everything goes grey, black, and silver. Anything's possible at night. When I'm lacing up my boots and headed out the door into the moonlight, I might just get dinner and come home again. Or I might run into a crowd of freaky weirdos and get swept into the darkness, stumbling up my front steps later with the dawn behind me, adventure clinging to my clothes.

I know plenty of people who get depressed as the nights lengthen, who need special lamps and trips to sunnier climes to survive the winter. Not me, buddy. I need a hooded sweatshirt and ten dollars for beer. A knit cap for my shaved head and good friends to laugh in the shadows.

Two parades (pretty much) go past my house every year. The Springtime Parade celebrates all that sunshiny brightness, the blooming dogwoods, the chirping peeps, fresh cut grass. It happens at ten in the morning in April and my parade parties have grown increasingly baby-friendly and kid-filled. The Winter Parade, coming up in a month, glitters in cold darkness. It's an event of flames throwing ghosts against the walls and people banging rocks together to scare off the prowling predators. We drink, we eat seared meat, we cheer for the parade until it ends and then cheer for ourselves long into the night. I love this season!

10 comments:

May said...

I love the winter parade! It is my favorite one. It feels like a carnival.

downtown guy said...

I want to put together a petition to have the winter parade lengthened so it will actually pass my house.

Ms. Moon said...

Are we sure you're my child? I love this about you- how you're such a creature of the night. Among many other things.

downtown guy said...

I think I got dad's genes on this one.

Sarcastic Bastard said...

Glad you and May love it. I have the SAD. The shortening days make my fat ass, depressed.

I love y'all.

downtown guy said...

When I lived down in South Florida and we didn't get seasons, I missed the dark months like crazy. Maybe you should move down there.

Love you, too!

Danielle said...

i have to confess that i dont like seasons..i mean..who needs autumn? or winter?..please..not for me...and i hate carnival..well..no..german carnival which is just..scary...and i dont mean it in a good way...but winterparade and all sound somehow really exiting!

downtown guy said...

How can you hate seasons? That's just crazy talk. Of course, here fall means we won't be broiling to death every day in the summer heat.

Danielle said...

ah..come to germany..and expiriencea german autumn..followed by a german winter...you so will be fed up with seasons:-)

downtown guy said...

You crazy Germans, always taking things to extremes.