Growing up in Idaho, I knew what the winter solstice was, but really didn’t care about it. December came and went and the shortest day of the year passed by unnoticed. But when you live in the arctic, the winter solstice is a big deal, at least in my Erica-from-America-living-in-Nordkapp world. I guess it all comes down to a mental game and I know I’ve survived. AND the following day will be just a tad bight brighter.
According to Wikipedia, this year, the Earth’s axial tilt was farthest away from the sun at 5:30 AM, December 21st. Some of the locals say it’s tomorrow. Either way, I’m thrilled. Although I don’t have time to throw a party since I’m up to my eyeballs in Christmas present wrapping, I do have a little something to honor this very special day.
Here’s a photo of a painting I recently did called “Here Comes the Sun”, inspired by the sun coming back in January.
And honestly, if you’ve lived without sun for over 2 months, I’m pretty sure you’ll want to twirl, hop, skip, jump or at least tap your foot.