Eppur si muove

[desperance]

I will probably be too busy/distracted to catch the moment, but for those of you able and interested to pay attention, the actual solstice occurs tomorrow at 3.03pm our time, as the northern hemisphere begins its slow grudging trudge towards a distant summer. There is insufficient difference here in California in the length of days, but even so the occasion should be marked. And remarked upon. 3.03, people. (When I was a kid, that was a rifle. There must be some allusion to be drawn between spinning and rifling and so forth, but I'm too tired to do all the work around here.)