It’s the shortest day. From now on, things start to get warmer and lighter again.
I wish we could celebrate in the traditional way, by burning a Yule log to bring us health and happiness. Unfortunately, we don’t have a hearth, so that’s out of the window.* We’ll have to make do with holly, mistletoe, friendship and over-eating. For me, the solstice is when the festive season properly starts.
* You also might not want to do it if you believe it might associate you with the satanic New World Order, of course.
