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Issues Index | Next => Today is Candlemas, forty days past Christmas. Traditionally, the candles that would be used in a church during the year were blessed on this day. In medieval England it was thought the day's weather could to forecast the end of Winter. "If Candlemas Day be fair and bright; Come Winter, have another flight. If Candlemas brings clouds and rain; go wit and come not again." Watching groundhogs, prairie dogs, badgers, or bears for their shadows is a more recent trend. Whether Winter will soon be over or wait until the Equinox in March, here are some thoughts on shadows.
Beware lest you lose the substance by grasping at the shadow. False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us the instant we cross into the shade. For in and out, above, about, below, When small men cast long shadows the sun is going down. Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. You see but your shadow when you turn your back to the sun.
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