My house in Tallahassee is deeply shielded by the hardwood trees of a remnant swamp forest.  Most of the year, I can’t see the face of the sun from our windows.  But in December the trees drop their leaves, and the sun rises farther and farther south of east.  Direct light floods our bedroom and dining room for just a few weeks.  I behold the approach of winter solstice. The passage of winter into spring will return the sun to … Continue