just watched the sun drift down over the foggy shoulder of the hills on the far side of Howe sound. That’s it, the end of the shortest day of the year. Tonight’s the longest night. As far as I’m concerned, tomorrow is that start of a new year. I’m glad. It’s hard when it gets dark so early, thinking that the worst is yet to come. From now on the light is returning.

plenty left to do preparing for our solstice party. must go bake or tidy or make lanterns or something.

happy new year!