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Sunday is the solstice, an important marker in the progression of the year.

ESSAY: Winter Shines with Death's Light

Jan 31, 2014
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It seems sometimes that winter is the season when death is most around us.  Lake Effect essayist George Berdes notices that notion:

There is something at once depressing and compelling about the approaching death that we know as winter.

Leaves ‑‑ green and trembling with the excitement of life such a short time ago, now lay prostate…brown and decaying. Wildlife has retreated to darkened caves…tombs really. The day’s light is sullen, short.