Solstice didn't matter until I moved to Alaska. I grew up where soccer was a winter sport, fercrynoutloud. Now it matters oh so very much.
These are the darkest days of the year. I tried to capture the sunset at 3:30 pm yesterday, but the shivering kept making the pictures blurry. It turns today, though. Thank goodness, because I'm on full-time cranky mode. Everything feels like such a chore.
Actually the best stretch is from the spring equinox to summer solstice. Twelve hour days just getting longer.
Aaaaaaaaaaaanyway. Take the time to go out and look at the sun, knowing you'll see more of it from now on.