Chill December brings the sleet,
Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.
~Sara Coleridge (1802–1852)
It’s hard to write about the month of December without having Christmassy thoughts, or hoping it will snow on Christmas Day. But, as I write this, Christmas is still three weeks away and already town centres are manic and car parks full as people ‘shop till they drop’. The insides of stores, restaurants and cafes have had decorations and Christmas trees up for a few weeks now: far to early, in my book – and I won’t begin to say what I think about the constant bomdardment of Christmas adverts on TV. Now, I’m no ‘BAH HUMBUG’ (I love Christmas!) but all this commercialism somewhat dampens the run-up to Christmas for me and I live with my memories of the simple Christmases we enjoyed in the 1950s and 60s.
So, moan over and on to a few facts about December…
I’ve written several posts in the past about different Christmas traditions, so here I’ll focus on some of the things connected to December that aren’t completely about Christmas – although I can’t help mentioning it at times. Even my calendar for this month is Christmassy… well, sort of.
December is the twelfth and last month of the year in the Julian and Gregorian calendars and one of seven months with 31 days. It is the first month of meteorological winter in the Northern Hemisphere and the first month of summer in the Southern Hemisphere. The name ‘December’ comes from the Latin word decem, which means ten, because December was originally the tenth month of the year when the Roman calendar began in March. December always starts on the same day of the week as September and always ends on the same day of the week as April.
The Anglo Saxon name December was Ærra Geola, or the month ‘before Yule’, and was followed by Æftera Geola, or ‘after Yule‘ (i.e. January). Yule was Giuli, or Geola, the ancient name in the Germanic lunar calendar for the winter festival celebrated by the peoples of Northern Europe. Early references to it are in the form of the month names given above. Later, following the adoption of Christianity, yule came to refer to the twelve-days of Christmas holiday associated with the Feast of the Nativity.
The pagan celebration of Yule revolved around the Winter Solstice and is one of the oldest winter celebrations in the world. (I wrote a little about the festival of Saturnalia in Ancient Rome in the Winter Solstice post I’ve linked to above). The Winter Solstice falls on December 21st, is the shortest day of the year and was celebrated in Britain long before the arrival of Christianity. Many ancient people worshipped the sun and the Norse and Germanic peoples of Northern Europe saw the sun as a wheel (or houl) that changed the seasons. It is from the name for this wheel that the word yule is thought to have come.
To the Norse and Germanic peoples, Yule celebrations involved feasting and drinking and making sacrifices to the gods in return for their protection against the spirits of the dead who were believed to return to their families during the midwinter – the darkest time of year. Celebrations also involved the continuous burning of the Yule log. This ‘log’ was often an entire tree trunk, which was dragged into the home with great ceremony to be laid across the central hearth where its warmth and light would bring cheer throughout the days of the festival. The middle illustration below (dated 1832) suggests that the custom continued well into the 19th century in the UK, and probably even longer in rural areas.
The making of a chocolate Yule log – a chocolate-covered, rolled chocolate cake (swiss roll) – is probably the only reminder of Yuletide celebrations today, along with celebrations and bonfires of various pagan groups.
Many other cultures also have winter festivals that are celebrations of light. In the Jewish religion there is Hannukah (or Chanukah) celebrated in November and December.
This festival commemorates a time, 2,500 years ago when the Syrian king Antiochus, tried to make Jewish people worship Greek gods. A statue of Antiochus was erected in Jerusalem and the Jewish people were ordered to bow down before it. Worshipping idols is strictly forbidden in the Ten Commandments and a small group of Jews, called Maccabees, rebelled. After three years, Jerusalem was recaptured, but the Temple had been destroyed. After cleaning and repairing it the people rededicated it to God by lighting the lamp – the Menorah, the symbol of God’s presence. Today, Hannukah is celebrated by lighting one candle every day for eight days.
Diwali (or Deepavali) Festival of Lights is the most popular of the Hindu festivals from Southern Asia, but since it is celebrated over five days between October and November – and nothing to do with December – I won’t say much about it here. In the UK the main Diwali celebrations are in the city of Leicester. It’s a fun time and aptly call a Festival of Lights – fireworks and all.
The zodiac signs for December are Sagittarius until December 21 and Capricorn from December 22 onwards:
December’s flower is the narcissus:
December’s birthstones are the turquoise and zircon:
If cold December gave you birth—
The month of snow, and ice, and mirth—
Place on your hand a turquoise blue,
Success will bless whate’er you do.
~Author unknown, A Gem for Every Month, c.1883
And these are a few of the dozens of notable events that have occurred in December, historically:
December 1, 1918: Iceland was granted independence by the Danish parliament.
December 1, 1990: England was connected to mainland Europe for the first time since the Ice Age when engineers dug a railway tunnel under the English Channel and broke through the last rock layer.
December 3, 1967: The first successful heart transplant was performed by Dr. Christiaan Barnard at Cape Town, South Africa, on Louis Washkansky, who lived for 18 days.
December 4,1872: Crew from the British brigantine Die Gratia boarded a deserted ship drifting mid Atlantic. The captain’s table was set for a meal aboard the US ship Marie (sometimes given as Mary) Celeste but the Captain, crew and passengers were all missing
December 9, 1993 : A five-day repair job in space on the $3 billion Hubble Space Telescope was finished by U.S. astronauts.
December 13, 1642 – New Zealand was discovered by Dutch navigator Abel Tasman of the Dutch East India Company.
December 25, 1818: Silent Night was performed for the first time at the Church of St. Nikolaus in Oberndorff, Austria.
December 26, 1991: The end of the Soviet Union began.
December 29, 1940: During the Blitz, German aircraft dropped thousands of incendiary bombs on the centre of London, causing the worst fire damage since the great fire of 1666. St. Paul’s Cathedral survived but eight other Wren churches, plus the Guildhall and Old Bailey, were badly damaged.
There are a couple of December customs in the UK that deserve a mention. One is that of Christmas markets, which I’ve previously written two posts about here and here. Another is that of pantomime (“panto’ as we call it) which I won’t say much about now as I intend to write a post about it soon to explain its origins and how it has evolved into what it is today. Many of the major cities and towns put on a yearly pantomime, which generally run from early December to early January.
For anyone who’s never heard of pantomime, this is the dictionary definition of the term:
A theatrical entertainment, mainly for children, which involves music, topical jokes, and slapstick comedy and is based on a fairy tale or nursery story, usually produced around Christmas.
At the New Theatre Royal in the city of Lincoln this year, the chosen fairy tale is Aladdin, which we’ve booked to see on the 14th December. I haven’t been to a panto for years, so I’m really looking forward to it.
I’ll finish with a short poem and a few photos taken at 7.30 this morning (Monday, December 4th) from my bedroom window. The field is classed as ‘Ridge and Furrow’ – a term described by Wiki as “an archaeological pattern of ridges and troughs created by a system of ploughing used in Europe during the Middle Ages” As such, the field can’t be built on. The ridge and furrow pattern can be seen very clearly in the last photo.
The sheep have only been there for a couple of weeks and will be gone again soon. They were put there to ‘clean up’ the field, or nibble away at the longish grass left by the bullocks there over the summer.
Anyway, it was a typical frosty, December morning. The sun was rising and the ‘supermoon’ still hadn’t set at 7.30 am.
And I leave the last word about December to Dr. Seuss:
How did it get so late so soon?
It’s night before it’s afternoon.
December is here before it’s June.
My goodness how the time has flewn.
How did it get so late so soon?
23 thoughts on “Dancing Into December”
Another brilliant post, Millie. Thanks so much for sharing. I looking forward to reading them every month. Blessings to you and enjoy the holidays.
Thanks, MG. Hope you enjoy the holidays, too.
Lots going on (past and present) in this fine month. A little lower key in warm Australia. Have a wonderful month and enjoy the pantomime.
Thanks Peggy. I’m very late replying to comments on this post (too much going on here at the moment) and we did get to the pantomime. It was a lot of fun,
Hi Millie! I have rejoined the blogosphere just in time for this most excellent, entertaining, and informative post of yours about practically all things December.
I say “practically” because you didn’t mention my birthday, December 26th, also known (especially in your country) as Boxing Day. When I was a child, my older brother was my archenemy and took the label “Boxing Day” to mean that he should give me a good box about the ears! Of course, that backfired on him and resulted in his own experience being punished by our parents, to whom I ran, tattletelling. 😛
Btw, once he earned his driver’s license at age 16, we became best of buddies, because my parents wouldn’t let him use the car on weekend nights unless I was along for the ride. So lots of “double-dating” and creative reporting back to the parental units about what we had done and where we had gone. 😉
Oh, memories of childhood! Another one being the “combination gifts” I received from the extended family for Christmas and my birthday, although my parents were scrupulous not to err in that regard. Indeed, one year they gave me a big birthday party in July with all my friends and an outdoor fete, to make up for the fact that on other years a birthday party just wasn’t in the cards. Except when my friend Nancy and I turned 15 on December 26th, and our joint sets of parents threw a big dance for us on New Year’s Eve at the Air Force Officers’ Club, where her father was an officer. What a treat!
OK, that’s enough about my birthday–practically a post on its own. 😛 It’s good to be back and especially good to “see” you again! :3
Hello, Timi. After not hearing from you for so long, I’m so sorry to have left my reply for this long. I won’t go into the reasons, but life has not been easy for us as a family this year. Anyway, I’m also happy to know it’s your birthday this month and at least I’m still in time to wish you a happy one. Thank you for sharing the little story about your brother and Boxing Day! Brothers can be a real pain, sometimes. Still, yours came in very useful later on.
I often had the same problem with combination presents when I was a child. Easter often fell over my birthday and, as in your case, extended family often bought me an Easter Egg.
Lovely to hear all your happy memories, Timi, and I’m glad you’re back on your blog and, hopefully, in better health than you were earlier this year. Unfortunately, I’ve hardly been on my blog in recent months but hope to get back to normal in the New Year. In the meantime, I have a bit of catching up to do in reading people’s posts. 😀 ❤
It makes me feel old when some of the events I feel are quite recent actually happened over twenty years ago.
Sara Coleridge’s dad wrote a song for Iron Maiden (Rime of the Ancient Mariner). I bet that made her popular at school 🙂
Yes, I know what you mean about feeling old! I remember many of those events very well. As for Coleridge’s poem, I know that reasonably well – at least the general story. I wonder what Coleridge would have thought of Iron Maiden’s version of his epic poem! Who knows, he might have loved a touch of heavy metal. 😀 Thanks Ali.
Millie, a superb fascinating article that bombards us with interesting facts. Being Swedish Yule is our Jul! I never realised they burnt a whole tree trunk for a Yule Log but it makes sense. The channel tunnel is 27 years old – scary! I remember when it opened! Finally I loved your photos of the Ridge and Furrow – is that the supermoon I spy between the trees? Great post and a joy to read.
Thank you Annika. Yes, Yule is Jul in all the Nordic lands I believe. I make use of that fact in my books, too, Burning a Yule log is a lovely old tradition but not too practical in modern homes! Yes it was the supermoon and if I’d had a camera with a better zoom, i could probably have taken much better photos. And the ridge and furrow is interesting and means we’ll never have buildings at the back of our house. Cattle and sheep are much nicer to look at.
Excellent and informative as always❤️
Thank you so much, Shivangi. I’m glad you found it informative.
My birthday falls on the 6th so this month is special for me😀
Happy Birthday, dear Shivangi.I hope you have a lovely one. ❤
absolutely wonderful and so full of traditional stories!! ( I actually have just done a somewhat similar one lol) All the best of the season Millie, I’m waiting for snow!!
Hello, Cybele. Thanks for reading my post and apologies for the late reply. I’ve rarely been on my blog in the last few months but hope to be back to normal in the new year. I’ll be certain to take a look at your post, too. Hope you get the snow you’re waiting for – we’re not likely to have a white Christmas here. Have a lovely Christmas Cybele. 🙂
PS I love the sheep images!!!
Thank you! The sheep have been moved to another field in the village now. They’d scoured the field on the photo well down and had nothing left to eat – which was what the farmer intended when he put them in there after the cattle had gone. They are all nice to see through our bedroom window.
Your photographs are stunning! A reward for getting up with the sun 🙂
Great read about the last month of the year. Will we ever know what happened to Marie Celeste passengers and crew?
The Marie Celeste mystery intrigues us all and who knows what ‘evidence’ could turn up in future years with improved technological/forensic skills? I’d love to be around if they did! 🙂
Marvellous post, Millie! I’ll have to wait for next December to share it. I’ve been so terribly busy, haven’t done much blogging. I’d better go and see if you’ve made a post about February. 😉
Thanks, Irina, and apologies for this late reply. I’m not on my blog much at present, and tend to miss comments. It’s good to be kept busy, sometimes, so I hope whatever you’re doing is enjoyable! I’m looking forward to a time when I can catch up with all my old friends on WordPress. I do miss my blog and talking to you all. I’ve spent this morning putting a post about February together (before March jumps in and it’s too late!). I’ll try to pop over to your blog asap.
There’s no need to apologise, Millie. Blogging does take time, and sometimes we need to look after ourselves in real life.
I’ve just seen the post about February, so glad you managed to put it together before March.
There isn’t much on my blog, I haven’t posted anything for more than a month, I think. So there’s no hurry to pop over . 🙂