Here's what we woke to on the morning of the solstice. About three inches overnight.
Beautiful and I don't have to go out in it!
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Here's what we woke to on the morning of the solstice. About three inches overnight.
Beautiful and I don't have to go out in it!
In a few hours we'll be at the Winter Solstice, and it came fast this year
I like the cosy long dark nights, and grew up at a latitude where today would have daylight from about 9 to 3.30. You went to and from school in the dark. By midsummer there would be nights where it hardly got dark at all. I live far south of that, and dusk will be about 5 pm. Not such a short day.
Nearer home than the movement of the planet, I measured my bp yesterday and it was back in the normal for me range, high but not fire alarm. So far so good.
Today there is the usual high level activity next door, involving moving my car to let a Pod-carrying truck unload a Pod for Gary to put his furniture in while something very radical is being done to his floor.
Too complicated to go into, involving a crew to pour leveling liquid or something before they can lay his new floor. We'll see. He does get involved in complicated situations. When I got my floors replaced, they didn't empty the room, so it was much easier, one day's work twenty years ago and I lived happily ever after. But his floor saga has been going on for months. This is the latest onslaught.
And at some point another friend is coming by to visit. It's all go.
Happy day, everyone, try not to complicate your life. Unless you like it that way.
The Christmas cactus has started flowering, and the color is different from the buds, as you see. I sent a picture to my cleaning family who gave me it, so they can enjoy it too.
And yesterday's mail brought the blessing of a President who knows what he's doing. My new batch of free covid test kits arrived, timed for the holidays
Jamal will have to wait for me to catch up, then I'll read his adventures. A stretch goal at this point. Maybe this time next year I'll be looking back kindly on my current ineptitude.
Yes, we have blogistas in northern and southern hemispheres. Sandra Boynton never forgets
Some other thoughts about the season which is about looking forward to the return of light, and the reason Christmas was put about now. It's all a metaphor.