I love the winter solstice. The days will once again stretch out and we can look forward to the light. In the meantime we can enjoy the low sun magic and winter landscape.
Darkness lurks along the edge. The brightest day may bloom from night. Left on a forgotten road it always finds the way.
I have been pretty obsessed with the sunrises and sunsets on Lake Pend Oreille. Conveniently I have a tough time sleeping during normal hours so that makes it easier to witness the incredibly early dawn.
Not to complain but I’m always a little sad after the summer solstice. The first official day of summer is also when the daylight starts to dwindle. That’s life in a nutshell.