Today is the shortest day of the year and marks the turning of autumn to winter. The upshot is that we’ll start (slowly) to have more daylight.
This never seemed to be a big deal to me until I started spending so much of my time above the 45th parallel, in an environment that is generally grey and overcast. I have learned that eight measly hours of sunlight just isn’t enough for a girl raised in the South. We need sunshine and lots of it.
And on top of all this, I’m flying home early tomorrow morning where we get ten hours of sunshine on the shortest day of the year. And where, even in winter, the grey skies are few and far between.
So, today I celebrate the solstice. Thank God for Texas, and here’s to more sunlight!