Captain’s Log 5,986
Yesterday, I wrote about wanting to dance with antlers. Ned, my British pal, sent over a link explaining the Abbots Bromley Horn Dance. The dance is an English folk dance dating back to the Middle Ages. The dance takes place each year in Abbots Bromley, a village in Staffordshire, England. The modern version of the dance involves reindeer antlers, a hobby horse, Maid Marian, and a Fool.
Here is a video of this lovely custom. And it is indeed lovely.
I would love to see that. It looks so magical! It must be quite an honor to be a horn dancer. How fun! We don’t have cool customs like that in this country. We have hot dog eating contests.
I am so glad I live in Southern California right now. The winter for my New England pals has been beyond brutal. I remember images like this from when I lived in Minnesota. I lived on a snow emergency route, so I had to move my car to a side street. Depending on the north/south plowing schedule, there were times I had to move my car 3-4 blocks. Move it from a snow bank like this to another snowbank like this. I really don’t know how I did that for all those years.
I remember going outside to face a mess like this and just crying. And then the tears would freeze in my eyes.
It was always a good idea to make sure you closed the windows before the snow started to fall and the wind started to blow.
I kid you not. I have seen this before.
So yes, I am grateful to be here with lemon trees and hummingbirds.