"Yep, the 20th, isn't it?" the historian rejoined, in his knowledgeable way.
Right. And then the day will last, briefly, as long as the night; and then the nights will grow longer. So as of this moment, the people, I believe we can all agree that the light is a precious commodity, and we'd all best be making the most of it.
Today, in order to make the most of the light, I
- ate my little breakfast out on the porch and watched our raggedy cherry trees up against the blue and cloud.
- read my student drafts on the terrace outside the Student Center at work.
- took the aforementioned bike ride in the evening.
I hope to do more of the same and similar over the next few weeks, and so should you. Tomorrow, alas, I must arise at the crack of dawn for an early meeting. I will try not to focus on the crack portion of the morning, and instead, look up to see what's happening in the sky. Something good, I bet.
Cooking update: the quinoa salad was lovely today; yesterday, the ratatouille was resplendent. And we still have gorgeous tomatoes left, just lying around, not called for in any recipes, and therefore fair game for any rapacious tomato eaters. Of which there are at least a couple, lurking in the kitchen and environs.