A friend shared a link to an awful, awful website which shows the amount of sun an area of the world receives each day. Well, I thought she was a friend. She may be evil incarnate. Turns out my area of England will have today just 7 hours and 47 minutes (and 11 seconds — don’t forget those precious seconds). Check it out.
For those of you who live far closer — or well beyond — Hadrian’s Wall: I salute you. You are heroes. Superhuman. Perhaps vampires.
I have been looking at the approaching solstice with a kind of staring-at-a-car-crash sort of dread. You know there’s nothing you can do but watch and hold on tight. And then: crunch. Sunrise at 8:14 am, Sunset at 4:00pm, with 7h 45m 57s (don’t forget the seconds!) of sun in the middle.
This morning I’ve made what I’m calling ‘pre-emptive sunshine muffins’. Cranberry and orange, little globes of sunshiny yum to tide us through the looming dark.
Holding on tight …