Theresia, my 'work mummy' & desk neighbour, turned to me this morning and lamented that today is the shortest day of the year. I thought she meant it another way, as she usually leaves at 3.30pm (she gets in at 6.30am). When she saw my quizzical look, she explained that today the sun would have risen early and will set late.
I didn't really notice in the morning, but true enough, 5.30pm came and it was dark as night.
Short day indeed, I'm still wondering why it just turned midnight, so this post won't really carry any relevance as the shortest day would have been yesterday. Shit where did June 21st go?
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