Solstice 2025
AI-Free Every year I say I am going to give up my affection – some might say obsession – for the winter solstice. It appears, however, I just can’t abandon this minor personality disorder. That tiny pinprick of hope at this dark time of the year always draws me back. For me, s hortly before June 21st, i t starts simply as low spirits. Then hour by hour, as the night begins to eat into the days, I descend into a type of melancholy. Not a wholesale breakdown, mind you, just a Nordic glumness. Somehow, it seems to really hit home in earnest right after the day light saving time change. Is it the earlier sunset that dims my mood? Anyway, the encroaching darkness throws its ugly shadow over the northland and the cold dreary gloom seems endless. Yet oddly, like a person clinging to a life raft waiting for a ship on the horizon, I strangely look forward to this moment each year. As they say, it is darkest before t...