It seemed in childhood that there were years between Christmases. Now that gap between the holidays has seemed to narrow to weeks. A possible explanation of that perceived reality is that a year is 20% of a five years old's experience. A year is 1/80th of an 80 year old's experience. Obviously 1/80 is much smaller than 1/5th. So, anyway, Christmas is almost here again.
Tomorrow is Winter Solstice. That makes me glad as daylight begins to lengthen. Summer Solstice always makes me a little sad knowing that daylight begins to shorten. Visiting Joanne's cousin in Norway in February, she said, "This dark time of year we light many candles." Joanne resonated to that because she loved candles, perhaps becasue of her Nordic heritage.
Takk for alt,
Al
This is my Jule Nisse guarding my front door.
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