Lighthawk
Weekend warrior
I dream of a world in which we are free from the chains that bind us to the notion that the 21st-ish of March, June, September and December carry any connection to "first day of [season]".
In that world, those days will be simply equinox, solstice, equinox, solstice
---Well said
We've had a late, but potent arrival in our neck of the woods on the west slope of the Sierra.
We had two different dumps of snow, turning our yard into a winter wonderland.
In that world, those days will be simply equinox, solstice, equinox, solstice
---Well said
We've had a late, but potent arrival in our neck of the woods on the west slope of the Sierra.
We had two different dumps of snow, turning our yard into a winter wonderland.