It's Thursday 21 December 2017. As I write this there are only about 96 hours to wake-up time on Christmas morning. Not that I'm celebrating that in particular. I shall doubtless enjoy Christmas Day in good company. Not having drunk alcohol very much in the last four months, and not at all recently, I shall doubtless enjoy a drop of wine during the day.
However it is today that I am really celebrating. Today is the shortest day of the year: The sun (assuming that it rises at all) will not rise until 0911 and it will set (assuming that it rose anyway) at 1535. That will give Lewis about 6 hours and 24 minutes of what passes for daylight.
From tomorrow the days will get longer.
It will soon be Spring and then Summer.
In the meantime I shall make the most of winter and the long nights and do 'winter things'.
