Embracing the Solstice and the promise of spring
In winter, the land feels different. The ancient olive trees stand strong against the cold, their twisted trunks and silver leaves shimmering under a soft, diffused light. The air is crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant woodsmoke, while the peaks above are often crowned with mist. It’s a time when the mountains seem to retreat inward, much like we do, conserving energy and preparing for the burst of life that is yet to come.

In the garden of Son Moragues, the soil works quietly. Winter is not truly a time of rest but of preparation. Cover crops nourish the earth, while hardy winter greens thrive under the care we continue to provide. We plant, prune, and plan, knowing that every effort we invest now will bear fruit—literally and figuratively—when spring arrives. The rhythms of the land teach us that growth takes time.
In December, we entered the Winter Solstice just before Christmas, and with it, the days began to see more hours of light—a gradual increase that brings us closer to spring.
The solstice is a reminder of the cycles that connect us to the natural world. The mountains, the soil, the sun—all are intertwined with the rhythms of our work and our lives. And as the days grow longer and the light returns, we too look forward to the renewal of spring. Until then, we embrace the beauty of winter, its quiet wisdom, and its gentle nudge to prepare for all that is yet to come.