Solstice, Dec 21

The sky won’t reveal what it’s planning, thunder of artillery
in the distance, remarkably the ironed cloud uniform grey.

The sun spears through for a couple of minutes, I take full
advantage to catch snowflakes on a window, miraculous scenes.

The rain saved up, comes hard at once, as we are wondering
whether to walk to friends who are celebrating the longest day

with a fire, but it’s been hot and humid all day. I was working
in the garden before seven and still came in dripping wet.

We stay home, watch murders in the Shetlands
and eat ice cream.

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