Today, the sun has swung to its farthest point on the sun calendar that is the meadow.  Because it is not quite perfect, and the house is ever so slightly angled, it does not seem quite as far as the summer solstice.  Or perhaps, that is because on this darkest day, there is the knowledge that tomorrow will be brighter.  And that though the coldest days of winter still lie ahead, spring is coming.

We are hardly rational creatures…it shouldn’t affect as one whit, but it does.