You can keep your solstice. Winter begins when it begins, not when your calendar says it does. It began in earnest yesterday in Minneapolis. Despite the difficulties shoveling wet, heavy snow from a slippery and sloping driveway, it was a beautiful day. Here’s the parkway that runs by our house (My wife took the picture, and takes most of the pictures I post here).
Some of my favorite days are the ones where I’m snowed in with a full larder and the people I love. My least favorite days are the exact same ones, weatherwise, but where I have to actually go somewhere. Fortunately yesterday was the former.