It took until mid-afternoon today for it to register that this was indeed the long awaited Winter Solstice – the day after which the light slowly starts its cyclical return. Rejoice, good people, rejoice! Here in western Oregon, we’ve now had rain for 22 days straight, and like most, this was a predominantly gray day. So the revelation that the end of darkness is near, sent a jolt of happiness through my bones – there is light at the end of the tunnel!
Heading home from work, I realized it was also a particularly hairy traffic day. Holy moly – Portland traffic SUCKS these days! On a no-traffic day, it takes me less than 20 minutes to drive the 11 miles to or from work. Getting home today took me an hour and a half. It was ridiculous, but gave me plenty of time to reflect on things. For one thing – why fret about hanging christmas lights, when all you have to do is get in the car and drive somewhere. It’s an immersion experience, where you will no doubt feel like you’re part of a long, long strand of festive, red lights. Since I was at either a slow crawl or a near stand-still all the way home, and had my camera at arm’s length, I snapped a photo of us all, stuck in the tunnel on Highway 26. I suspect most of us made it home eventually, but how marvelously symbolic it was of the approaching Solstice! Inching forward little by little, eventually we reached the turning point – or in this case, the end of the long tunnel. It feels pretty good to be on the other side. 🙂