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Solstice eve
We're well into the longest night of the year here at Grand Central Starport; the kids are upstairs, and Colleen is watching a comfort video. I have a great deal to worry about: our finances, our health in the longer term, many of our friends. But I'm calm, and for some unguessable reason somewhat hopeful. The returning sun will bring healing, music, and friendship. One can only hope for health, joy, and prosperity; they aren't ours to command or to expect. May we all have them in the coming year.
The Middle-Sized Bear is here if you need him.