I read recently that “solstice” means roughly “the sun stands still.” Yeah, living in northern NY, I get that. Here, in late December, time is suspended like a string across a football field, while I bring wood up to the house in the late hours of the day. It takes half an hour or more to haul three or four double loads of wood, and as I work, the sun sits on the horizon like a Cheshire cat watching me. We wink at each other. “I know you,” sez I. “No, you know me,” sez the sun.
The lunar eclipse this past Tuesday occurred on the winter solstice. The last time this happened was in 1638.
I found these Obama stckrz in Ottawa on Dec. 21st, the winter solstice.