Pandemic Day 287: Dark Solstice

These are the darkest days of winter. And this morning, pondering the imperceptible lengthening of the daylight that began this week and reading about the pandemic reaching Antarctica, I suddenly realized that the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year, is a Northern Hemisphere event. I should have known that by now. I remember my Dad telling me how the Winter Solstice is the longest night of the year and I think I just assumed that this applied to everybody in the world.

Pandemic Day 279: Holiday Dilemmas

Maybe if the pandemic had started in October we would have been more motivated to distance over the coming holidays. Inspired to flatten the curve, we might have resolved to stay isolated over Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s Eve. Over the last nine months we’ve heard repeated warnings not to socialize over spring break, Memorial Day, Fourth of July, Labor Day, and Halloween. Remember the saying about the futility of repeating the same thing and expecting different results?