A Matter of Solar Trigonometry

[michaelboy]

There have been differences in each winter -- just as many variations for every summer I've ever experienced. Such irregularity steals my recognition of how time moves by and through us.

But...

There has always been a never-changing constant of how the sun passes at a lower and lower angle every year heading into winter. For me, there is no more complete marker of time, as it inexorably unwinds.



I was waiting for my dad in that old Plymouth, marveling at the scent of the jute and rubber floor mats as the low winter sun poured warmth through the glass. I worried about how I would survive someday losing him and mom. They were older than most kid's parents so, in a twisted way. I felt cheated. Now, years later, I know I wasn't...it was simply the path the sun must rightfully take.

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[keplers_angels]

In the apartment where I used to live, where my accomplice and I first moved in together, the low winter sun came in through the window in our kitchen door and it was the only time of the day (and year) that the kitchen wasn't dark.