Saturday, January 8, 2011

Epiphany


January 6, Epiphany, the coming of the Wisemen, the baptism of Christ, Twelfth Night, the completion of the Christmas cycle, and my Anniversary.

And yet, beyond marking it, and the anniversary gift, I do nothing for it. This must change.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

The Boar's Head Haunts a Sutton Kitchen


The boar's head in hand bear I,
Bedeck'd with bays and rosemary.
And I pray you, my masters, merry be
Quot estis in convivio

CHORUS
Caput apri defero
Reddens laudes Domino

The boar's head, as I understand,
Is the rarest dish in all this land,
Which thus bedeck'd with a gay garland
Let us servire cantico.

CHORUS

Our steward hath provided this
In honour of the King of Bliss;
Which, on this day to be served is
In Reginensi atrio.


A carol I love, but a tradition I  never expected to engage in. The Boars head Carol is sung as the cooked pig head is brought forth and presented to the Christmas revelers.

I got a taste of it this evening. Literally. Jamie, you rock.

And for the record, this probably could not be done better.

New Years

The question of the new year is an interesting one. January 1 is an arbitrary date. And a culture needn't have a single new year. Actually traditional western Christianity has three New Years. The Western liturgical year starts with Advent. It recognises Jan. 1 as the new year via "circumcision style" calculations, and the year is also marked from Easter.

The Eastern Orthodox churches mark the beginning of September as the liturgical New Year. I personally see this as a reflection of Rosshashonah.

We follow the standard western New Year on January 1. Until our boys are older we stay up late-ish, fire off fireworks, and congratulate each other. Low key, but good for us.